Chapter 2

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~Jase~

Elle P.O.V

I woke up but didn't open my eyes. This was something I've been doing since I was a little girl. I wake up and think about what I have to do in the morning and this seems to drill it in my head because I never forgot to do anything, but this morning is different.  I can feel someone very close to my face watching me.

"Who ever you are get out of my face before I punch you in the nose." I mumble and hear Liam chuckle.

"Come on Elle, you've got to get up." Liam said.

"Are the other boys up yet?" I asked/mumbled.

"No." he stated simply.

"Well then wake them up then me." I said closing my eyes and turning over. We really didn't get beds to sleep in just couches. I heard Liam whispering to the boys as I tried to go back to sleep. I'm guessing they were all getting up because the noise level in the room started to rise. O god I thought as I put my pillow over my ears. I liked my sleep and this whole tour thing was ruining it.

"Alright Ella the other boys are already up." he said. I groaned then got up walking to the mirror that was on the wall. My hair was puffy. Really puffy. I got my brush out of my bag and brushed down my hair. Better much better I thought to myself as I reapplied my makeup. The boys had just finished up getting dressed when I was done with my makeup.

"Alright boys we have a busy busy schedule. First breakfast." my dad said busting through the door. They all groaned and made there way out the door. I took this opportunity to get dressed so I took of my clothes and put on jeans and a shirt and made my way to the breakfast room. I sat down and ate my banana while I was talking to dad.

"Any trouble last night? Beside the whole run away problem." dad ask quietly.

"Surprisingly no." I told him and he chuckled.

"They're a handful and I can't wait till they get into their pranking mood." he said sarcastically. I finished up my banana and threw away the peeling.

"Alright boys five minutes and you've got a fitting ." Dad said.

They all groaned and got up and threw their stuff away. I followed the boys to their dressing room. It was crazy. Harry wouldn't stop moving, Louis was running around dancing, Zayn wouldn't stop talking, Liam was going in slow motion and Niall well Niall was shoving his face full of pizza. It took an hour for them to try on clothes.

Next they had rehearsal for two hours. It was a constant thing of them running around acting like children. the choreographer looked like he was about to explode which they just laughed about and keep doing these insanely stupid dances, but finally they had finished. By now it was 11:00 and all they had to do was go and record some stuff for their new album and it was lunch time. You couldn't say that these boys weren't good singers. Well you could that was your opinion but most people said they're bad because of the type of music they sing.I thought they were good.

Finally it was 12:00. LUNCH TIME!!!! We all went to the lunch room and sat down and ate. All the lads were telling jokes and stories and occasionally I look over to Louis and catch him looking at me. Which he would turn his head away in embarrassment and I would just smile at my plate, happy that I had caught him. I have to admit I was developing a crush on Louis. He was just so funny and lovable I couldn't resist. But I don't think my dad would approve of anything going on there. I wouldn't care though. Now they had a hour to do whatever they want and I could do whatever I wanted because Dad had them now. I was out side know leaning on the brick wall smoking a cigarette.

Dad didn't know I smoked and I wasn't going to tell him. It wasn't bad, just one or two a week. I started when my mom and dad started fighting. mom didn't care she never did. We had never had a very good Relationship. I could have died in a ditch and she wouldn't have cared. As I inhaled the smoke and breathed it out I heard a noise coming from down the alley. I wasn't much of an investigator nor was I scared of much but i still had a bad feeling in my stomach. Then a shadow emerged and the figure of a man stepped out.

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