The Fanfiction Writer (Completed)

Chapter Twenty-Two: Dance Test

Chapter Twenty-Two: Dance Test

**Lilah's POV**

As if by best friend telepathy, Jared immediately comes to my side as everyone gawks at Danielle and Liam entering the room. The frown on Liam's face draws my attention away from Danielle's pretty face. I can't believe she's here.

"Payzer alert," Jared mutters to me quietly.

"Cover me, have to tweet something real quick. If one of the boys take out their phone, tell me," I say in a quiet mission voice. I grab my phone out of my bag. I glance over at the boys who are talking to Danielle. Good, they're distracted.

I open twitter and type out a quick tweet. "Payzer status? Quick responses needed." I hit send and only have to wait a few seconds for replies to come piling in. The perks of being a well known directioner really pays off.

I read a couple tweets and then delete the tweet, shoving my phone back into my bag as Louis calls for everyone's attention again.

"Payzer's status is a complete mess right now. There's a ton of different answers," I whisper to Jared, keeping my gaze on Louis so it seems like I'm paying attention.

"You check their accounts?" Jared asked.

"Of course, there's nothing confirming anything though. A couple fans said they were spotted with different people and another said they're "as happy as a slice of pumpkin pie." What the hell does that even mean?" I shift sideways as I whisper to Jared. He has to hunch a bit to listen to me since he's so tall.

"It means that their status is private."

"But why is Liam frowning?" I ask and take a peek at Liam. He has his hands behind his back. Danielle and he stand close enough to brush each other but far enough that it's not at all intimate. It's confusing.

"Who knows? Maybe they got in an argument or something."

"Maybe-"

"Lilah! Jared!" Louis suddenly calls us and we both straighten immediately. "Did you get that?" He asks, knowing that we weren't paying attention.

"Ummm...no?" I say with a small smile. I give him a look that says "please don't kill me."

"You'd think you were on twitter or something," Harry says suddenly and I look at him with wide eyes. I notice him slipping his phone back into his pocket.

"Shit," I say under my breath. Harry must have me listed as an automatic update. Shit!

Louis just turns to Harry with a question mark on his face. "First, Harry, there should be no one with their phones out. Do you have yours, Lilah?"

"No," I say immediately. "It's in my bag."

"Good. See Harry? Now can we carry on?" Louis asks and everyone nods. Harry meets my gaze and I know instantly that he read the tweet.

"Harry knows," I say to Jared.

"Positive?"

"Unfortunately."

"Great," Jared mutters back.

I sit in a chair as Louis explains our task and sigh. I've got some explaining to do.

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"Do it again!" Danielle demands, turning so that she's facing us.

The ten girls, myself included, is on the stage dancing the routine Danielle has thought up. My body is aching from the running, last night with Jared, lack of sleep, and now I can add dancing to that list as well. In other words, I feel like shit.