He Doesn't Know; I Know

Part Twenty Six: Finally!

Luke's P.O.V.

The flight was fine. It was fun actually. And that would have to be because we are now complete.

A ride picked us up at the airport as we arrived and had dropped us off to a hotel. Its our first time to go in the UK and one of our plans is to explore the place as soon as we get here but we were strictly instructed to wait at a conference room.

Minutes later, we can hear noises from the outside. Girls were screaming at the top of their lungs, yelling only two words: One Direction.

Soon, the door opened and five familiar boys entered, followed by some men.

"Finally!" Louis started, making his way to us. We all stood up and shook hands with them. The moment he saw Calum, his smiles widen. "You came! Beginning to think I wouldn't be seeing you for such a long time."

"Nahh," Calum chuckled. "I couldn't just leave the boys."

At the corner of my eyes, I caught Zayn rolled his eyes in disguise. To be honest, I never like him. Not that he isn't cool and stuff. But he is so mysterious and isolated. He seems like he doesn't like us the way these other four boys does.

"Oh, hey," Louis continued, as a man stood beside him. No introduction was ever needed for this man, I must say. "This is S---"

"Simon!" I blurted out in excitement. Everyone looked at me, amused. I can feel my cheeks heat up. "Its just, you know, I kind of watch The X Factor."

"Yes, yes," Simon smiled. "Its good to finally meet you, lads. I've heard so much about you from these boys."

"I've made him watch your videos," Niall laughed, winking at me.

"A dozen of times," Simon laughed. "Well, I know you guys must be exhausted from your trip. I would just like to introduced you to Cheryl. Cheryl, come here."

A girl came towards us. Her hair was blonde and was perfectly curled at the end. She was wearing a red blazer that fits her body perfectly, matching it with a red pencil skirt and red high heels. Her lips were as red as her dress and there's no denying that she's gorgeous.

And looks... like someone you'd never wanna mess up with if she ever gives you an order, I thought.

"Lads," Simon continued. "This is Cheryl. She will be assigned to you. Everything you need to know, you can ask her. You'll be working with us but not exactly with the management. Either way, you're actions must be attended. She will be around to help and guide you."

"So," Michael started, confused. "She's like... our... handler? Or something like that?"

Cheryl giggled. "Not exactly. I'm more like baby sitting you, boys. And my rules are rules."

I gulped.

This doesn't sound good.

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A/N: Cheryl doesn't sound good to me either, Luke. Uh-oh.