When i emerged from the bathroom, fully dressed, Liam was the only one ready. He was stood at the edge of the kitchen screaming. I pushed to the front. A silver spoon was on the floor. I sighed and picked it up and put it back in its place. I turned to Liam. "Go okay? You can go round to the recording studio, but dont do anything naughty." He ran out of the tour bus and to the main studios. Harry emerged from the bathroom. "Harry honey, your buttons arent fastened properly." Harry's shirt was buttoned all in the wrog holes. I sighed and sorted it out for him. He smiled and i patted his head. Louis appeared next wearing a blue and white striped top and red braces with jeans. "Good boy Lou. Where's Niall and Zayn?"
"They were havijg arguments about who has the hottest girlfriend. Dont owrry sis, i told em both to quit talking about you like that." He said proudly.
"Good Lad." I screamed in the direction of the bathroom. "Boys! Get a shift on!" The two of them emerged, and surprisingly they both were wearing apropriate clothing. Niall kissed me passionately on the lips and i got lost in the moment until Louis coughed. We split apart awkwardly and Harry and Zayn laughed. I pushed them all out of the door and we walked round to the studio. When i got through the door i gasped and all the boys burst into hysterical laughter. Liam stood in the centre of the room looking proud and was surrounded by smashed windows, graffitied walls that read 'suck poo' and a very angry Simon Cowell.
"LIAM JAMES PAYNE WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!" I could have murdered him if Nialls arms hadnt held me back.
"Interior decorating." He smiled proudly.
"I give you internal decorating in a minute!" I yelled. "BAD BOY!"
Liam sulked. "Sorry Uncle Si." He offered a hug. Surprisingly, Simon wasnt mean in real life.
"Come here buddy, you clean this up yeah?" He said softly.
"Yes Uncle Si." Liam began to pick up bits of paper.
"So Simon. Got another recording studio?" I asked.
He winked. "Always a back up plan with this lot around, Alexis." Yuck, my full name.
After the boys had recorded Simon handed me the CD copy and i shook his hand. The four boys came up behind me. "Boys. Where is Harry?"
They all shoved Zayn forward. I stared him down. "We lost him."
"YOU LOST HARRY BLOODY STYLES! AT THE ONE DIRECTION RECORDING STUDIOS? WHICH IS SURROUNDED BY FANS!" I screamed and took Nialls hand. We sped round the corner of the corridor and skidded down the steps. When we reached the bottom we saw the back of Harry walking towards the fans. "GET HIM!" I yelled and Niall and i tackled him. However, this got the fans attention and they all broke through the bars and came charging at us. "Crap." I said.
"Run?" Harry asked.
"Run." We agreed and legged it down the street since teh fans had blocked our exit. "Idiot Harry. You absolute, bloody idiot." I said angrily.
"Sorry Alex."
"Sorry doesnt cut it. Look, the boys are coming." We saw the rest of them running towards us.
"In here!" Louis yelled and we sped down an alleyway. We reached a hotel entrance and by then we were all beginning to slow.
"In the hotel!" I screeched and we skidded round the corner and in the entrance. We legged it up the stairs and banged on the first door we saw. A girl about our age unlocked the door.
"Omg! ITS..."
"Yeah we know!" All of us yelled. "Can we come in?" I asked.
"sure." She let us in and locked the door.
