This doesn't mean anything does it? Why am I here. What the hell is going on. I removed my legs from Niall who smiled sweetly at me.
"To be straight to the point, why am I here?" I asked nobody inparticular. Just then Louis gave Niall a deadly look meaning exactly what I thought it did. The Louis Tomlinson wanted me. ME! A little helpless fangirl. Well, not little. I am 19.
"No reason, No reason at all." Louis smirked and Niall scooted closer to me. Close enough to whisper to me. "He wants you. I can almost feel the fangirl inside you frea-" Niall was abruptly stopped by the pillow connecting to his face and the blue-green eyed boy shoving it into his face laughing.
"Don't listen to a word he says, he's a bloody liar!" Louis basically screamed.
I leaned back on the black couch and spread my arms across the back of it.
"Then will you tell me the REAL reason I'm here? Stuck here." I said a little over sassy.
"You can leave if you want," Louis said spinning around from walking into the bathroom. Niall leaned over and spoke, clearly not supposed to but no harm no foul, "He doesn't want you to leave. Shh." He finished by putting his index finger over his soft pink lips. Rolling my eyes I sighed. I guess I'll wait.
"So how old are you, Annie?" Louis practically shouted through the bathroom door.
"19." I responded. Just as I had a woman burst through the door. Looking official dressed in a nice looking black fitted skirt and a coral-pink blazer.
"Is she the one?" She asked Niall while pointing at me. Didn't she know how rude it was to point?Niall nodded. The lady then wrote something down on a sheet of paper and spoke to me directly this time, "Your name is?"
"Annie..." I tried to respond sweetly, not trying to be hated already, but it came out more of a question. The lady extended her hand out to shake mine and spoke again, "Monica Woundhaus, band publicity manager." Niall mimicked the words without saying them. Monica rolled her eyes, "Quite the attitude these two have eh?" I nodded silently.
"How about you come with me, Annie?" Monica said opening the door and motioning to the hall. I stood up and practically tripped over Niall's legs causing him and Louis, who silently re-entered the room, to laugh uncontrollably. I turned and sent a glare then turned and continued to follow Monica down the long hall I came from about an hour ago.
"Here we are," Monica turned to me and continued, "Nothing we speak about in this room leaves the room. Got that?" I nodded, Monica opened the door and motioned for me to enter.
The room was pitch black it was so dark. After I entered, Monica turned on the light and closed the door. This room wasn't so well furnished as Louis and Niall's. The room had a medium sized desk in the middle of the room and one chair on either side. Monica pulled out a large stack of paper and smiled. "How would you like to date Louis Tomlinson?"
My attention snapped back to Monica's gaze from looking around the room. "WHAT!" I said a bit louder than expected.
"You heard me," Monica began, "There are rumors going around about Louis and other girls. Mainly because he doesn't have a girlfriend at the moment and the way you two looked at each other on stage you both clearly took a liking to each other."
"I'm just, I just. Um. Of course I would but I'm just a fan. I can't fake date him? Does he know about this?" I questioned.
"Yes, all the boys know and of course you can. Just act in love with him which you clearly are." Monica sighed.
"I guess. Where do I sign?" I asked motioning to the paper. Monica smiled and flipped through pages as I signed and filled things out.
"That's about it." Monica smiled. We stood up from our seats and walked to the door. Just as I opened it I saw five boys standing in the hall. Probably listening to the conversations Monica and I just had.
"What a great way to meet you all." I said sarcastically causing the boys to laugh. Their so perfect. There was always so much I wanted to tell them all when I met them, but I couldn't take the chance now. I just can't. So I simply smiled. Paul walked to the boys and ushered them back to the tour bus that I was told I would also be staying in until tour was over.
After all the boys were settled into the tour bus like I'm guessing they always do. We all sat in the main area of the bus. A big part made of mostly black leather couches and a massive tv.
"So I kind of need clothes.. I didn't pack for this being as I thought I was only going to the concert." I said breaking the silence.
"You and Perrie are going shopping tomorrow, I believe." Zayn said smiling like an idiot. I've always shipped Zerrie. Their both so perfect for eachother.
"Yay." I said enthusiastically. All the boys, except Louis, at this point were in the room, staring at me.
"If you have a question ask it. One at a time." I said bored out of my mind quite honestly.
Harry spoke first, "How old are you?"
"I'm 19." I responded nicely.
"Where are you from?" Liam asked with his amazingly manly voice. He always got me, but I was always a Louis girl. Quite clearly.
"I'm from America obviously, due to my not so great accent. I'm from California origionally but I moved to Ireland once, then returned to Cali after about a year." I responded honestly.
"Irelend, eh?" Niall spoke smirking.
"Yeah, I had this thing for you and I thought if I moved to Ireland I could meet you," I said sarcastically, "No, I moved there after a contest I had went to there and I fell in love with Ireland all together."
"Who's your favorite in the band?" Louis asked walking into the room.
"You, but there's one problem. Larry's real."
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OOh Annie ships Larry. Might be a deal breaker?
Plot twist
Sorry for the late update. I've been so busy with finals lately and just didn't want to write to be quite honest.
I ship larry. That's the shit.
bye lovelys. ~Amanda x
