The beginning

Meeting the boys.

Grace and I collapse into our dressing room, me breathing a sigh of relief and her laughing her ass off. "You know, it really wasn't that funny when that guy grabbed me. I thought he was gonna kidnap me or something. "

In between laughs she gets out "dude.... That......was.....totally....awesome. Did you see the look on his face when security dragged him out? It was like he was being dragged away from his soulmate. "

I grab a pillow and smack her, which makes her laugh even harder. I sigh and pull my dress up over my head, opting for a pair of skinnies and my metallic tiger shirt instead. I slip my converse on and turn around to see grace somehow magically in her shorts, graphic tee and Manchester SnapBack.

I open the mini fridge and grab a root beer, then turn and sink into the couch when there's a knock on the door. "Ladies, are you decent?" It's our manager. I look to grace and chuckle.

"Depends on what you mean by decent..." I start our usual banter and he just laughs.

"Go on in. " he says.

As the door opens, it reveals five of THE most gorgeous guys. "Grace," I squeak.

She snorts. "Who sounds like they've sucked up helium now?" She asks, referring to the joke I made before our first concert. I glare at her and then look to the boys.

Liam speaks. "We just wanted to congratulate you ladies on a good show tonight. "

Louis looks at me and smiles. "Yeah, really good. " I look away, trying not to blush.

I remember a promise that grace and I made and turn to her, eyes wide. "Grace, can I?....."

She gives me a confused look, then says "what?"

I shrug and gesture to Louis. She grins and shakes her head at me. "Fine, but not too hard. "

I take a deep breath and walk over to Louis, who looks down and says, "can I help you love?" I'm about to swoon right there.

"What's she doing? " zayn asks, his question directed at grace.

She holds up a finger to her lips. "You'll see. "

I reach up and slap him on the cheek. "Ow!" He says, shocked.

"God, even that sounds perfect. " I say, rolling my eyes.

Louis looks at me, amused. "What was that for?"

I look up, smiling. "That's for being too perfect. "

Grace starts talking to niall and Louis about soccer, her accent coming out very strong. "Grace.." I warn.

She looks slightly embarrassed, corrects herself, then does it again. She starts to correct herself, then Harry stops her saying, "s'alright love, we don't mind. "

"Yeah," zayn chimes in, "makes us feel at home. "

"Could you do a mullinger one?" Niall asks.

Grace looks unsure, then says, "I'm not sure. Give me a sentence and ill try to copy it. "

Niall smiles and says, "lets go to nando's. "

Grace mimics it perfectly.

Louis comes and puts his arm around me. "So how've you been love?"

And for the moment, everything is perfect.