A Princess and Pauper Modern Fairy tale with One Direction

Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Maggie's POV

We were at the studio. Lacy sat up in the front while the boys where performing in recording room. I sat in the back with Paris and Peter. 

"Did you here that Harry and Taylor aren't dating anymore", asked Peter.

I shooked my head. 

"I never knew they were dating in the first place," I said.

"You know whose hot", said Paris turning her way towards Peter.

"Who?" asked Peter.

"Taylor Swift".

"You totally got that right girlfriend."

"Her hair is sooo much better than before." 

"Right! I hate how all these people are giving her crap for converting into pop from country. She's her own beauty. She can do whatever she wants".

Peter and Paris kept on going off about Taylor Swift. I knew some of her songs but not a lot. 

"Hey guys", I said interupting them, "I'm going to go to the bathroom".

That didn't stop  their gossip fest. I walked out the door of the studio room and into the girls' bathroom. Once I got in there, I looked in one the mirrors. I totally looked different. The blonde hair and green eyes was definitely a change. I miss my old hair color and not having to wear makeup. I had horrible allergies from wearing makeup. Just then I remembered how much I missed playing the guitar back at home. Oh how I love music. It was my passion. If I  could do anything for a living, it would be singing. Once I was done going to the bathroom, I had to pee really bad, I walked back out to the studio room. There was no one in there. No Paris, Peter, or Lacy. Even One Direction was gone. They must of taken a quick five. Just there eyeballing me in the studio room where the boys were practicing, I saw a taylor guitar. I was so excited. Those were one of my favorite brands of guitars. I ran down the stairs into the recording room shutting the door behind me. Now I had the chance to mess around on the guitar with no one around. I started practicing playing the songs, "Crazy train," and "I'm yours." I sang to the last song. Then I started practicing my own song. It was a song I was trying to write back at home. As I finished the songed, I heard the door slam open. Down came tumbling a blonde haired boy crashing to the ground. The sound startled me.

I let out a loud gasp standing up. I quickly sat the guitar down.

"I'm sorry I wasn't trying to mess with your guys' stuff, I". The boy interupted me. He began to rub his head from where he hit it.

"Did you write that song?" He asked. Oh crap now he would figure out I wasn't Emma. Just keep come and play along!!!! 

"Um  uh yeah but are you okay?" I went over bending down by him. 

"I'm fine but I never knew you could play guitar and sing. You really have a pretty voice." I felt a blush creep in on my cheeks. The boy had an irish accent. It made me smile. 

"Um thanks. How did you fall in here like this?" I didn't word the question right but he knew exactly what I was asking.

"I well uh," he began to stutter, "While the lads were on break, I wanted to come back here and practice guitar but then I heard you singing and playing. I didn't want to interupt your song so I just kept my ear right up to the door and listened but once when I rested up against the door, I realized it wasn't shut all the way so that's why I fell hitting my head."

"Do you need an ice pack or somethin," I asked. 

He shook his head. "Nope but I would really like it if you taught me those chords. I really like that song."

"Um uh sure but I don't think right now is a good time. How about some other time.?"

"How about tonight?", he asked me flashing his crystal blue eyes. 

"Um I guess," I said.

"Good! I will pick you up at six."

I was confused on what had just happened. But before I could protest, the rest of the boys from One Direction were back. So was Lacy, Peter, and Paris. 

"What are you doing in here?"  asked Peter. 

Paris gave me the "OMG!" look. 

For thirty more minutes, the boys practiced. Once they were finished, the blonde hair boy walked over towards me. 

"Here", he said handing me his cell. "Put in your number so I can get a hold of you for tonight". I gave him Emma's I mean, my number. He smiled. Peter and Paris flashed me a smile. 

"I'll see you at six, Emma!" With that the boy exited the room with the other boys. I forgot what his name was.

"What was that?" asked Paris.

"Yeah he was pretty friendly," said Peter. 

"Oh it's nothing he just wants to learn the chords of my song that I wrote on guitar."

"WHAT??" said Peter and Paris at once together.

"What? ", I said back.

"Emma doesn't play guitar:", said Paris.

"Nor does she sing," finished Peter.

"What are you guys saying?" 

"We are saying what if he tell the other boys and now it's all over the world that the british royalty can secretly play guitar and sing it can cause people to be suspicious, like why now are you all of a suddenly showing off your talent. You must not go to tonight", said Peter.

"I can't say no that's mean. And I will just tell him not to say anything about it to anyone else about me singing and writing. If I tell him no that's going to look fishy".

"She does have a point, Peter."

"I don't even know his name. Which one is he again," I asked.

"She's got to be joking," said Peter.

"That is Niall. Niall Horan," said Paris.

"Oh". So he was the one from Ireland. That's what I thought. He seemed nice.  Just then Lacy walked over to us.

"Guess what?" she said smiling. I didn't feel like asking what. It of course had to do with One Direction. 

"What", said Peter, Paris, and I all at once.