MY FOOD

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JESS'S P.O.V.

"hey jessica, its nice to see you again." simon said, when we walked into SYCO records. "you too mr.cowell." i replied, shaking his hand. "call me uncle si." he said, and i laughed. "sure thing uncle si." i said. i followed him and the boys into a recording studio, and he handed me some lyrics. i looked over them and then walked over to the microphone. the boys grabbed their microphones, and the track started blaring through my headphones. when the song ended, i took off my headphones and walked over to uncle si. he played back the recording and we sounded amazing! we all high-fived and then all of a sudden, niall started jumping up and down. "what are you doing...?" i asked. "i just got a brilliant idea." he said. "and what might that brilliant idea be?" liam asked. "we should go to nando's!" niall said and the boys nodded their heads in agreement. "whats nandos?" i asked, and a chorus of gasps filled the room. i scrunched my eyebrows as niall started fake crying. "how could you not know what nandos is?" he asked, and i started cracking up. "you shouldve seen the looks on your faces! of course i know what nandos is!" i said and everyone calmed down. "off to nandos we go then!" niall yelled and he gave me a piggy back ride out to the limo. we arrived at nandos about 20 minutes later, and we went inside. niall ordered like the whole menu while we sat down at a table in the far back corner where nobody could see us. "guys? whered you go?" niall asked, wandering around the resturant looking for us. "over here mate!" liam called out and niall ran over to us. he tripped on his shoelace and the food came flying at us. "MY FOOD!" niall screamed, and started licking the food off my arm. "ewe gross niall! not all the food is ruined!" i said, handing him a bag of food that had survived the fall. "YES!!" he screamed, practically inhaling the food. "guys theyre over here!" a girl screamed, and ran up to our table. "y-y-youre one d-d-direction." she stuttered. "oh and you, whatever youre name is." she added, rolling her eyes. "hello to you to." i spat and got up, rushing out of the resturant. niall got up and followed me outside. "hey, whats wrong?" he asked. "its just..i dont take hate too well." i admitted, and he nodded his head understandingly. "i feel ya." he said. "do you want to come to starbucks with me?" i asked. "yeah sure." he replied. we linked arms, and started skipping down the street like idiots. 

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