Chapter 3: The Choice

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Louis' POV

After five days of watching the girls, I was positive who I wanted to hang out with. Sierra was the only one I would ever choose in a million years. I was pretty sure that the other guys were thinking that too, because we only ever glanced at the other girls when the producers made us. Chelsea was a jerk to everyone, but put on a good face when she had to make a good impression. Violet was probably the most boring person EVER. All she ever did was watch TV. 

Now Sierra, she was...different. It didn't matter who she was talking to or what she was doing, but she was happy and kind about it. I hadn't seen her without a smile for the whole time. 

I glanced at the camera screen and grinned as I watched Sierra doing her homework. "Now no more music until you're done!" her mom said, and walked out the door. As soon as her mother's footsteps subsided, Sierra plugged in her headphones. She started mouthing, "MIDNIGHT MEMORIES! OH OH OH OHHHHHH BABY YOU AND ME!" I cracked up. She was hilarious! 

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Angie strode in, with a representitive from Modest! Management by her side. "Morning, boys! Today's the day!" she said cheerfully. The five of us turned away from Sierra's screens and blinked. 

"The day for what?" Harry asked. Angie rolled her eyes as if she couldn't believe our stupidity. 

"To choose who you want to live with, duh! Now, we'll take a vote and whoever wins, wins! Just a minute, let me get the photographer in here..." she said. She pulled a short, timid-looking man from the magazine into the room. He held a fancy camera in his hands. The Modest! rep took out a five slips of paper and pens, and handed one of each to all of us. "Okay, now, let Allen take some pictures of you writing, good, and now some of you all putting your votes in the hat... nice, good, smile.." I grinned for the camera, dropping my paper in the hat dramatically. That was the thing for people like Angie- everything needed drama, drama, drama. I looked back and forth with the guys, and we all smiled knowingly at each other. 

Angie reached into the hat and drew the first slip. "One vote for Sierra." she said, marking it down. After another pull, she said, "Two votes for Sierra." She drew the other three, and it was an unanimous vote for Sierra. "Hm. That was suprisingly easy! I'll contact her parents, and we'll take the cameras out of her house as soon as possible." Angie said, and shook hands with all of us. "Keep an eye out for a message about when we'll do the spread on this for the magazine." I nodded and smiled. We all left the room, and were told that we could go home. I reached into my pocket to realize that I had left my car keys in the video room. I turned and went back inside, but I was suprised to see that Niall was sitting alone in the room.  He was gazing at Sierra's video files, not taking his eyes off her. I smiled a little half-smile and got my keys without him noticing. I left the room, hoping that he didn't fall too deeply in love, because we would only be there for a year.

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Heyy! The photo is Angie(:

~Paigethedirectioner~

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