Chapter One

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Chapter One

Ariella's POV

I raised an eyebrow as I watched the five guys walk onto the stage, their heads turned to the crowd and their hands waving to the currently screaming fans. I took in a deep breath and had to resist rolling my eyes and kept a fake grin on my face, turning towards my best friend. "Guys, I hate this!" I exclaimed in a whisper, the grin on my face making it look as if I were excited. I was the actress in this group, and I had the look of innocence. But I was also known as the best liar. Using my 'skills' in something like this always came in handy.

"You're not the only one," Isabelle muttered, not looking very excited as she crossed her arms and practicly pouted, not even trying to pretend to be happy about this.

"They're so hot," Alison purred, her eyes bright as she stared at them with an almost hungry look. Kathryn glared at the blonde, and immediately, she stiffened. "I mean.. They're not even cute." She crossed her arms and let out a 'pfft' sound.

I rolled my dark brown eyes lightly before turning my attention back to a talking Simon. "The ladies of Legally Young will be doing a world wide tour with the lads of One Direction for an entire year!"

I saw in the corner of my eyes Audrey's jaw dropped in surprise. "A world wide tour? You've got to be joking!" Kathryn muttered, clearly very unhappy about this and voicing my thoughts.

Simon continued, talking about how proud he was of the girls and what he expected of the tour. Luckily, after many weeks of practice, I managed to block him out and looked over the five smiling guys. One, the nearest to us, was a blonde I knew as Niall Horan. The only knowledge I knew about him was he eats just about everything, almost as much as the slim Kathryn. Then I spotted one lad with a shaved head. Liam Payne. Daddy Direction. Whatever. In the middle was a curly, dark haired boy who was leaning over to whisper something into some other lighter brunette guy. Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson. I could've swore they were a couple by how much they were expressing their bromance. Finally, my dark brown eyes landed on the very last one. Zayn Malik. This one had black hair with a dash of blonde, and it was styled in a flawless quiff. I was just wondering how much time he had spent on it when Audrey elbowed her gently. "Smile; we're still on TV."

I followed the girl's advice and smiled and waved at the crowd until the cameras finally shut off. Thank God; I didn't know how much longer I could go on smiling like that. Following after my best friends offstage and towards backstage, I tried to ignore the stares and laughing of the guys. I knew they were taking a look at the group, checking us out almost. I could feel their eyes on them, and every second it was like a bomb getting ready to explode inside of me. As soon as I was out of the sight of the crowd, I wiped the smile off my face almost immediately.

Simon turned to face the group of girls and smiled. "Congragulations, girls. You'll be leaving to go on tour in two days, so you better get to packing. Oh," he added, "and you should get to know the boys. You will be stuck on a tour bus with them for a while." Almost smirking, Simon turned around and started talking with the other judges.

Almost as soon as that happened, I heard a deep, British-accented voice. "Hello, ladies." This time, I rolled my eyes, for I knew exactly who it was before I'd even turned around. In front of me was the four British and one Irish members of One Direction. Any other girl might've fainted on the spot or maybe start squealing like an idiot. But all I did was cross my arms.

Oh God; of all the artists we could go touring with, it had to be them.

Kathryn's POV

I muttered something under my breath that I'd rather not say as I stared the guys down. They were all wearing stupid grins on their faces, and I glared at one who was looking me up and down. Harry Styles, I thought his name was, only smirked as he turned his attention back to the other girls. "Well, congragulations on your win, girls," the blonde, Irish one said, his eyes bright and his grin fresh.

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