Secret Agent (5 Seconds of Summer)

Chapter 21: Contract

Luke POV

As I fiddled with my nails, sat in front of my manager and a few more representatives of Capitol Records and our agency with the rest of the band and Georgia, I was incredibly nervous. 

Once these forms are signed, we'd be officially the support act for One Direction on their Take Me Home tour. 

No going back.

We had a quick Skype session with them last night when we got back from dinner. The first few minutes were introductions, before we brought out Georgia as they would enjoy seeing a familiar face. Niall was easily the most keen out of the rest of the band, and I genuinely thought they were going to be amazing to work with over the next few months. 

"So about this tour...how long is it for?" We asked.

"A few months, you'll be traveling for a long time. Although we don't advise bringing girlfriends along, in the circumstances which are that Georgia here is the daughter of your label's company...I think we can work things out."

Ashton grinned, leaning his head on Georgia's.

All we had to do was sign the dotted line.

I signed first, then Calum, Michael...Ashton looked over at the rest of us, before doing the same. We all took a deep sigh of relief, before more photos were taken. Ashton grinned at his girlfriend.

"Gee, that was the one that made us your bitches- sorry." He apologised to the other people in the room. "I was kidding."

Georgia giggled, so it was probably worth it. 

"When do we start?"

"As your own smaller UK tour begins next week, you will continue with that before supporting One Direction next month. It'll be busy between the end of your tour and the beginning of theirs."

"We understand." I nodded, grinning at my band. 

"In terms of security, you'll need more than you're used to."

The band were silent, nodding but obviously not happy with it. More security than before? Security were always on our backs, and never have we got along with any of them. Mainly because they treated us like children.

I'm 17, dammit. I may be the youngest in the band, but that's not the point.

"Do I sense that you didn't want the added security?" One man asked, and our manager rolled his eyes. 

"The boys don't take well to the security lengths, which are put for their protection only." My manager gave us a pointed look. I sighed.

"With good reason! One time I was locked out of my own place because the guard didn't believe I was part of the band." Ashton groaned. "Not complaining, of course. I love the whole being-a-centimetre-away-from-your-fans bit..." He smirked at Georgia. "And then one guy wouldn't let Georgia into sound check with us even with me there..."

That was the day Calum had a panic attack, from what I remembered. Before Georgia and Ashton. So I thought, anyway. I couldn't say I would have wanted to be in his position but I couldn't say I didn't enjoy seeing him happier than he was. He is usually a bouncing ball but now hes a ray of sunshine which is a bit of a cheery start to anyones day, just seeing him like this.

"That was merely protocol." Our manager smiled. "And would you have enjoyed your fans getting into your house? You've seen them crowding outside your flat in London for the past few weeks. It's getting too much as it is. It'll only get worse now you're on tour. You're lucky we haven't set you security within the household, protecting you while you're in the comfort of your own home. If you want to pretend you have somewhat a normal life, you'll accept our rules."