A Summer's Job (1D)

17:"London Eye"

Christina's POV

"Boys, get back over here!" I screamed at the five goofballs for the ten millionth time.

"YOLO!" I heard Harry shout, as he continued to run.

We were backstage at the boys first concert in London, and they started to run all around, acting crazy. I was sincerely annoyed, I didn't five grown up boys would need babysitting, because that is what I am literally doing. It was ten minutes before they go on stage, but they won't listen.

I see Niall running, and I got an idea in my head. "Niall! If you don't stop running right now, I won't go to the London Eye with you!"

Before he said he was going to take me to the London Eye later, whatever the heck it is. He said it was like a Ferris Wheel, but famous and very well known, a tourist attraction. Obviously I didn't know, I'm American.

He instantly stopped running and walked over to me, giving me a hug. Ha, I won.

I saw Zayn running now, so it was time for some action with that. "Zayn! If you don't stop running now, I will throw out all of your hair products."

He stopped dead in his tracks, a panicked expression on his face as he turned to me. "You wouldn't."

I placed my hand on my hip. "I would."

He sighed and say down in defeat.

"Harry! You better stop running or I will tell the fans that Larry is real!" I threatened the nearby curly headed boy.

He stopped and sat next to Zayn, whilst glaring at me.

"Liam, will you please stop running, for me? I'll tell Danielle." I tell the boy, who I am surprised who defied me before.

"Okay." he replied, sitting down while Harry and Zayn shook their head at him.

I saw Louis running, and groaned, he was the most difficult. "Lou, stop running!"

"No! You can't tell me what to do!" he yelled, and flipped me off.

Oh. That's it. I stomped closer to him, and gritted my teeth. "Louis. William. Tomlinson. You better fucking stop your running, or you SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN TONIGHT!"

He stopped, looking very frightened. I grabbed him by the ear and dragged him at the couch, making him sit down. I sighed, I'm good at this. Maybe I will be a great mother, someday. Of course I won't threaten my children like I did with these children.

"Good. You have five minutes before you go on stage. If you even think about running again, you should start writing your Will then." I tell them, with a glare.

Five minutes passed, and the boys all ran on stage, making all of the girls scream and cry in the audience. Great. Now a percentage of my hearing is dead.

-

The boys all left the stage, very sweaty and panting. I gave them water, and they all sat on the couch. They all smirked at me, oh gosh what are those dorks thinking?

"How about we give Christina a big group hug?" Louis suggested, an evil grin plastered on his face.

"Don't you dare," I warned them, "I will personally throw you off the bus in the middle of the night, I don't care."

They backed off, and a sudden relief spread throughout my body. The boys left, going to hit the showers thankfully, leaving me with Lou, their hairdresser.

"How do you do it?" I asked her.

"It's so hard." she pretended to cry.

"Tell me about it." I muttered.

Lou laughed. "Niall wants me to get you ready for your date tonight with him."

I smiled. "Okay then. Is the 'London Eye' really that fancy?"

She nods and chuckled a little. She takes my hand and leads me into a dressing room. Lou hands me a dark green dress, almost like a skater dress, and on the waistline by my thigh is a little flower with a diamond sequin in the middle. The straps have a floral design, and the top part of the dress had dark green stripes.

"Put this on, and I'll find you shoes." Lou tells me.

I put on the dress, and it fits perfectly. Lou comes back and hands me green pumps, and I have to test walk in them, seeing as I tripped about five times.

I sit in a chair, ready to start my hair and makeup. She straightens my wavy blonde hair, and puts on a green head-band as well. She adds mascara and eyeliner, forming cat eyes. Also, she adds a bit of blush and light blue eye-shadow, finishing off the look with red lipgloss.

"Perfect. You have to wait about ten more minutes for him to be ready." Lou informs me.

"Thanks." I tell her, and she nods.

At this time, I decide to log onto my Twitter, which I haven't been on in a while. I already had 1.7 million followers from before, but when my account flashed on the screen it shows that I have 18.5 million followers. Whoa.

My bio is simple, something like: "My name is Christina, art is my life, and I love my family. 🌸" Yeah I know it's lame, but I had nothing in mind really.

I decide to tweet to my 'fans', since I see that they have been ranting that I must come back on Twitter. Seriously, I'm only famous because of my mom and my boyfriend. Why should I do this? Because I'm bored.

@Chris_Me: Waiting for @NiallOfficial to hurry it up so we can go on our date<3 And I thought I was the girl

I get a bunch of retweets and replies, but I shut my phone off as soon as the door opens, revealing a very handsome Niall. He is wearing dark blue slacks, a white v-neck t-shirt, with a black jacket over it. He has a playful smirk on his face.

"After a million hundred years you log onto Twitter? It's a miracle!" he praises.

"No, it was boredom," I chuckle, "you saw my tweet?"

"Everyone saw it," he says in a 'duh' tone, "and I am not a girl!"

"No really?" I say sarcastically, "and I didn't say you were a girl, I simply implied it."

"Whatever," he muttered, "let's go on our date, beautiful."

"Sure thing, handsome." I winked. Whoa when did I get so flirty?

Niall took my hand, and we had to push through a sea of fans getting to our car. Questions were being thrown at us, and luckily there was no negative comments about us.

-

I'm standing in front of the London Eye, simply just staring at it's breath taking features. It's an insult to compare it with a Ferris Wheel. It's very historical, yet beautiful.

We enter one of the carts, and there is a table filled with food. FOOD?! On a Ferris Wheel, you are barely allowed to even bring cotton candy on it. But this, this is amazing.

-

The view of London takes my breath away, as I sit back with my full tummy. Niall's arm is wrapped tightly around my waist, and I believe he is staring at me.

"Isn't it just amazing?" I stated, mostly to myself.

"I've seen better." Niall states, matter of factly.

"What?" I said in shock, "what could be more beautiful than this view?!"

He kisses my cheek, and whispered in my ear, "You."

Oh. I start blushing. This seems very familiar, from when we were in a certain carnival on our first date. Like I said, this is cliche, but I'm all about cliche. Heck, if my whole personality and body screams 'cliche'.

-

"Shh." Niall whispered in my ear, "if we don't make a sound, the boys won't interrogate us."

I nodded. I also didn't want to deal with the other guys, they were eager to learn about our date. I too toed around the tour bus, but unfortunately, the floor creaked.

"Dammit." I muttered.

Silence. Phew, that was close. I let out a sigh of relief, glad that I didn't wake them out.

I entered the bathroom, changed into my pajamas, and went to bed. I luckily have a bottom bunk, I'm right below Niall. I'm glad because it was rumored that if you get a top bunk on a bus, you have a change a rolling of the bed and onto the floor.

As I was falling asleep, one random thought was in my head.

So that's what the London Eye is.

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