"Aright! boys let's get you guys ready for the photo shoot." A very feminine man walked through the green screen set towards the guys and grabbed Niall by the arm. "Niall first then Liam next. Meanwhile just sit down and wait for me to return, Come on you gorgeous blonde prince." The man grabbed Niall without him saying a word, brought him into the dressing room to get him ready. Louis threw himself on the couch and kicked off his shoes and then unlocked his brand new white IPhone and began to play games. Harry sat next to Louis and Liam sat next to him on the large leather couch. The boys sat quietly for a moment until a large disturbance hit their ears like a drummer banging on the drums.
"Jailbird! Jailbird! Come here" The girl walked into the room with the security guards holding the paparazzi back. She has long black hair with lots of colorful highlights, Her black and red checkered pants clung tightly onto her curvy body with many chains hanging at their own free will off of her knees and waist. She styled a nice black leather jacket with a nice black and white One Direction tee-shirt. The boys looked up and saw the gothic teenage girl walking through the set toward the leather couch. Louis turned around after Harry nudged him and he noticed the girl removing the leather jacket and running toward the couch. The girl jumped over the couch in an amazing leap and landed on the metallic coffee table in front of them. With her thick black chain covered boots slamming against the table the boys stared at her with confusion.
"Hey boys, What's up?" Jailbird was a celebrity like no other. She was dubbed by Alan Carr Chatty Man the "Party Queen" for a very good reason. No one threw a party like a jailbird party.
"I'm guessing your Jailbird?" Liam so very politely asked.
"Well duh!" Jailbird hopped off of the coffee table and posed like a rock star. "Who else would be this amazing. HEY!" She instantly snapped onto the couch between Harry and Liam and yelled. "I am wearing a One Direction tee-shirt just for you guys." Jailbird nodded in acceptance awaiting for their reply to her positive comment.
"And what do you want me to do with this information?" Louis smart mouth had a mind of its own.
"I hope you don't kiss your girlfriend with that mouth, Little England!" Jailbird stared straight at him as he played with his white cell phone.
"Actually I do more than just kiss her." Without removing his eyes from the screen Louis mouth took over and it probably wasn't getting him on her good side. Harry slapped Louis on the knee and he looked up. Louis saw Jailbirds face was hot and pink then she burst into laughter.
"Well then maybe me and you should catch a movie sometime!" Jailbird joked around.
"Hey paws off he's mine" Lia walked out of the back room and wrapped her arms around Louis. Jailbird smiled and noticed Harry playing a game on his cell phone.
"So on a serious note, Harold I heard you like blonde carpet!" Jailbird sat there, legs crossed hunch over, looking directly at harry. Harry turned his head and looked at her with no emotion and went back to his game. "So I guess blonde is tiring?" Jailbird was still looking at Harry but he didn't respond. "Anyways....Where the hell is the fifth?" She turned her head and looked at Liam.
"You mean Zayn right?...He checking in with Pandora outside he said he'd come in when he was done." Liam looked over his shoulder and notice the makeup artist calling out to him. "My turn to get gussied up. Be back in a while."
After Liam left, Jailbird felt the silence creep up on her and she didn't like it. The guys and Lia just sat there with no noise what-so-ever. She began tapping her knee then bouncing it her foot on the floor. The anxiety began to kill her. Her heart was racing and her breathing became uneven. "Oh my god I can't do this where is Zayn? ZAYN!" Jailbird got up and ran away. Lia looked over her shoulder and laughed.
