And the winner is... [Niall Horan fanfiction]

Chapter 4: Welcome Home

Sierra's POV

"Goodbye, Dad!" I said as I jumped out of the car. I shut the door and walked into the church. Crap, I was a few minutes late for choir practice. I speed-walked into the choir room and quietly slid into my seat, trying not to draw attention to myself. I kept my eyes on the ground and didn't look anyone in the eye. I hated being late for things! 

My choir director shuffled her music and looked at me. "Great, now we can begin!" she said, not taking her eyes off of me. I squirmed in my seat and opened my folder. "Take out the first piece for the festival, and we're going to go right into it." She adjusted her glasses and cleared her throat. "One, two, three, four..." she whispered, and cued us in. The beginning of the song was just soprano and alto women singers, and then the men joined in. I sang my part and took a breath before the tenor and bass entered. I hit the first note, and then my head jerked up. 

Five voices filled my head all at the same time. The voices of angels, I was convinced. I slowly turned around to catch a peek of the mystery voices, but then my solo came up. I flipped back around and began. I sang the notes clearly, but I hurried a bit too much because I was excited to see who the voices belonged to. The second my solo was over, I whirled around silently, and then froze. How?? They had to be look-alikes. Or something. My breath caught in my throat.

Everyone started smiling at the same time. What was going on? The five boys that I spent tons of time obsessing about and listening to stood behind me, grinning. I blinked to try and comprehend the fact that One Direction was in my choir practice. 

"What the...." I stuttered, and then started laughing. "Are you serious? Are you guys real??"

Zayn nodded and hugged me. "You won the contest!" he said, and all of the guys took a turn hugging me. My choir director beamed at me. 

"I think that you can go on home now." she said, still smiling. I nodded wordlessly, and then pulled out my phone to call my dad. The five boys led me out into the hallway. 

Niall smiled shyly at me. Niall was smiling SHYLY at me? If anything, I should've been the shy one. "There's no need to call, our bus is here to take you home." he said, stumbling over the words.

My eyes widened. "Seriously? That's awesome! Okay!" I don't know what came over me, but suddenly all shock that had just filled me escaped. Now realization dawned that One Direction would be living with ME. For a whole YEAR. 

They herded me to their tour bus in the parking lot. How had I not noticed it when I had gone inside? Liam opened the door and ushered me in. 

"Well, this is it. Take a seat wherever you'd like." he said, gesturing around the huge bus. 

I sat on the edge of one of the bunk beds. "It? This thing is giganto!" I marveled. They all laughed and then I noticed a woman standing at the back of the bus. She yanked a man up the aisle with her, and then she looked me up and down. 

"Alright, get her into hair and makeup. And get her new clothes too, those won't do." she said. I wrinkled my nose with distaste at her words, and Niall witheld a snort of laughter. I smiled at him and made a face at the lady while her back was turned. He let out a quick laugh, and she snapped back around. She tossed me a dress and led me to the back of the bus to change and do my hair. When I came back out, I don't know if I imagined it or not, but I was pretty sure that Niall's eyes widened. Did I look that good? Like that ever happened. 

"There, that's better! Oh, by the way, I'm Angie. I'm the leader of this contest, and this is Marcus, the photographer. Let's take a few shots of you looking around the bus, and then we'll meet you all up at the house." the lady said, and Marcus snapped a picture. I felt a hand on the small of my back, and I looked to see Niall. 

"Here, let me show you around!" he said, pushing me lightly towards the bunks. I smiled, and Marcus took another picture. Niall showed me which bunk was whose, and where everything was. It really was a huge bus. Even if I had tried, I wouldn't have been able to stop smiling. After about a million pictures, we started out to my house. On the way, the guys told me all about how there had been video cameras in my house for weeks. I blushed so much when they told me all about my "incredible dancing skills" and "fabulous singing voice". What all HAD they seen?? Hopefully not me talking about...

"And it was so hilarious when you totally fangirled out loud about some guy named Riley! Apparently, he's soooo dreamy! And super cute!" Zayn teased. I groaned and they all cracked up. After a glance around at all of their faces, I thought to myself, I could totally get used to this. 

The bus took the last turn into my driveway, and as it pulled to a stop, I caught a look at Jack's face in the kitchen window. He had an evil little smirk on his face, and my stomach dropped. Crap.