Analise's POV
Today is the day I go to an interview to be maybe manager. It's probably an asisstant manager, Because their manager probably has a contract. Well it's something, and I can't argue going against five good looking guys. I mean... MMM! they look smoking! Besides that I can get a lot of money, more money = my own apartment. Don't get me wrong I like being with Sara, I just like being independent. not dependent on others. It's just me. So, I am wearing a long grey skirt, that's kind of tight around my thighs, and then loose once it gets to my knees. I am wearing a black tank top, and a vintage vest. I put on my black heels, and my silver hoop earrings. I have my hair in a half up do, slightly curled. I put on some clear lip gloss. I look at the mirror approving of my look I grab my purse and walk out the door.
It is 9:30 am, my interview is at 10. It is a fifteen minute drive from where Sara lives, so I grabbed a taxi, and got to the hotel around 9:45. I sighed out of nerves, and walked in through the back like how Niall texted me last night to avoid the fans. I walk into the lobby, and headed towards the Elevador. pressing the 7 floor button, seeing it was the pent house and the master suite. I rolled my eyes at their luxury. They should be very greatful for what they have. I walked up to their suite number. I knocked on it twice. As well like Niall said, 'knock twice, if we don't answer knock the door in a sequence, or rythmn.' why? I shake my head smiling because they didn't answer. I began to knock on the door with the rythmn of What makes you Beautiful. I smile, because it's one of my favorite songs on Up all Night. My all time favorite on that album is 'Stole My Heart'. I was shocked when the door was opened.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" Zayn screamed
"Uhh, I'm here for the interview?" I asked he muttered something, and told me to hold on for one second. He closed the door while I stood there Awkwardly....
I heard yelling in the room, and I wasn't sure if I should stay or come back another time. So iwas beginning to walk away when the door swung open again, but Niall was at the door.
"Ana, Wait!" He said as he jogged to catch up to me.
"Niall you're still in your jammies." I said eyeing is abs, dang don't they wear shirts?!
"We kind of forgot about your interview tonight, we stayed up late watching a football game, all in spanish." he said very fast. so he watched the soccer game of las chivas. I'm a fan of the chivas myself. hehehe.
"All is forgiven if you didn't root for Atlas." I said, he looked at me shocked.
"You watched the game? And you didn't correct me by saying 'you mean soccer?'" he questioned me astonished.
"I'm Latina, I grew up talking about futbol.I don't get why People here call it soccer when everywhere else is futbol. And I recorded the game, so I can watch it later today." I explained.
"Oh, ok. makes sense. Well can you wait some fifteen twenty minutes while me and the Lads can get ready?" he asked, I smiled
"Sure. I don't mind waiting." I said, he led me back into the room to see Zayn already ready, and watching TV.
"Sorry I snapped at you Ana, I just don't liked being woken up. And What makes You Beautiful? Really?" He asked/ apologized
"Yup, and no worries, I've had worse." I said, scowling at the memories
"Like?" Harry pressed on out of no where.
"What the hell Harry your scraed the crap out of me!" I yelled at him, but continued when everyone was looking at me.
"I'll tell that tale later. It's kind of personal." I said.
They all nodded, and Niall called dibs on the shower, while Harry, Louis, and Liam groaned. Seriously where do they come from? They weren't here earlier. Do they have magical powers or something?
