I'm Looking For You(One Direction)

Ch. 22 A Decision

¤Laura P.O.V.¤

"You know starting is rude." I say not looking away from my phone.

"How did you know we were staring?" Harry asks.

"I just do."

"I didn't know you could sing in Spanish. Much less can you speak it?" Niall asks.

"Si yo hablo Espanol. Je parle Français assie."

"What?" Liam asks.

"I said, 'yes I speak Spanish. I speak French also.' Oh, and I speak a little bit of Portuguese. And I'm learning to speak Greek and Latin."

"Wait. So you know 3 languages fluently and learning 3 others?"

"Well if my best friend was here she'd say I speak 5 languages fluently and learning 4." I state.

"5 and 4 which ones are added?"

"English, Spanish, French, then I can also speak Guy, and Girl fluently. Then Portuguese, Greek, Latin, and Atlantean is what I'm learning."

"Wait, did you say Atlantean?" Zayn asked.

"Yes Atlantean, as in the island that sunk into the ocean over 11 thousand years ago."

"And how are you learning such a language?" Louis asks.

"Books are very fascinating. I net if any of you ever picked one up and read it you might learn a thing or two."

"Can you tell us something?" Harry asks.

I smirk then say, "Protula akri gonatizum, vlaza."

"What?" They all said unison.

"You'll have to read a lot of books to figure out what I'm saying. Or you'll have to find a book enthusiast that reads the same books as me."

"Wait how do you spell it?" Louis asks.

"P- yeah right. You'll just google it."

"Damn." They all say.

We go back to standing and wait for Simon to cone our if his bubble. He finally take the head phones off and he plays the original song so the boys can hear. After, he plays my version. I sounds really good I guess.

"Wow, that was good." Niall says. I smile at the Irish and Zayn comes up running to me.

"That was fantastic." He says while twirling me around.

"Stop." I say and he obeys, "Thank you, can you put me down now?" He puts me down and I look at Simon.

"Well I can't deny that you have a voice. I also heard that you speak different languages which means you could sing in those different languages." He inhales, "there's just one problem."

"What problem? There's nothing wrong with her. She has an amazing voice, she can speak many languages, she has fantastic characteristics. What's wrong with that?!" Zayn says.

"Zayn" I warn

"Za-" Simon gets cut off

"No what's wrong with this?"

"Nothing. I'm just wondering what your mother will say about having two children with a talent, or in your sister's case many talents."

"She loves my sister's talents."

"Then Laura what do you say to a record deal?" Simon asks me

"What is included in it?" I ask.

"Well I'll sign you to my record. We'll record a couple of songs, you'll go on tour as an act and we'll see how the public reacts. If you get many recommendations you'll record a full album, a few music videos, and then we'll put you in the public's eye."

"What else is there?"

"You'll get payed well. Almost as much as these fellows right here. You'll be getting a flat payed by us. You'll get a car from us as well. A security guard, necessities, a stylist, choreographer, manager."

"And who would those people be?"

"Well I was thinking. Paul Higgins as your manager/ body guard. Preston as a body guard. Lou Teasdale as your stylist. And you can choose from a list of choreographers."

"Wait, those are our people." Louis says.

"Yes they are." Simon says

"Is she going on tour with us?" Liam asks

"Yes, if she agrees, of course." He says formally

"Well I guess I can do that."

"Really? Just so you know this is a big commitment. Many people would kill for this kid of opportunity."

"Yes, and I'm agreeing. Give me a contact to sign and I'll read it over. Then I'll sign and we can get to work."

"Ok, let's go back to my office and then we'll sign this contact."

W walk to his office and there's already the contact waiting on his desk. He gives it to me and I sit in the chair infront of his desk. I read it over and I circle something. Give the contract back to him and he stares atty the marks on the paper.

"Whatever is circled, I either don't agree to or it's to vague" I point at the marks. "circle means vague, 'x' means I don't agree."

"Okay I'll have someone rewrite this." He walls to his door and hands the contact over.

We wait for a couple of minutes and a new contact come in. I read it over and this one meets my standards. I also read the fine print and then I officially sign the contact that means I belong to SYCO and Modest! Management.

"You can call me uncle Si if you'd like." He sticks out his hand.

"Sure thing Si," I grab his hand and grip it hard. He makes a face at the strength of my hand, "just know that if you don't live up to this contact you will get hurt." I let go of his hand and walk out with my copy of the contract.

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A/N

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