The You Generation ~1DFanFic

Chappie 7

I was once again awoken by animal noises but not by ducks, this time by sheep. I feel that hearing animal noises is a great way to start the day. Well, not really but it's funny to be the first thing you hear when you wake up on a morning. It was half six when my alarm awoke me from the dead. This was wrong, this is the holidays I should be relaxing and not have any responsibilities at all, but no, I am here at half six trying to prepare for something that I have no idea what could happen.

I got in the shower and applied my makeup and straightened my hair. Presenting isn't all about being confident onscreen, looks take up a great deal of consideration when you apply for a job. I chose a semi formal outfit of a navy blue dress with black tights. Not too revealing yet it says I care about my appearance.

I double- make that triple checked that I packed everything I need before dragging my suitcase down the staircase and dumping it by the door. By the time I had eaten my cereals and packed my handbag full of snacks and my keys and purse it was quarter to eight and all that was left to do was say goodbye to my brother and sisters. They were all in the playroom fighting over who should get the decision to choose what they watch.

I walked in and opened the blinds and they all turned to face me and shouted "hey!"
And Layla added "it's better with the blinds closed it makes the tv more atmospheric,"

"Well you were all too busy arguing about what to watch to even be bothered what was actually on the tv, and I thought you'd want to say goodbye to your bis sis considering that she won't be back home for three days, meaning you won't see her for that long,"

Layla and Cara came up and gave me a hug and kiss and whispered goodbye but Joel just stayed where he's sat staring at the floor. You'd think being the only boy around all the time he'd be a tough nut but in reality he's a real soft touch and deep down I think he's quite insecure.

Thinking that he didn't want to say bye I left the room and went to collect my bag off the island but Joel surprised me by sneaking up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. I turned around to face him and he was sniffling.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong?" I asked him as I crouched slightly to become eye level with him.

"Promise me you'll be back?" He said making my heart reach out for him. I kind of expected him to say something like this because either him or Layla always do but every time it hits me harder than the last and I never know how to react.

"Of cause I will, I always will. I'll never leave you, Layla or Cara. I love you and my relationship with mum will never effect that." I said as I held him closely to my chest. "I'll be back on Wednesday, I pinky promise,"

The moment he hooked his little finger around mine the doorbell sounded. I grabbed my bag and suitcase and pulled the door open to see a stereotypical chauffeur at the door.

"Hello you must be Miss Lee I'm James Smith and I believe that I will be your chauffeur today, would you like me to take your bags?"James said in a thick British accent.

"Yes please, but I'll take my handbag with me for the journey,"

"Whatever you say Miss Lee, follow me this way,"

I tuned back to see Joel and whispered to him, "I'll see you on Wednesday, okay? Remember I'm just a phone call away." Before closing the door lightly behind me. I jogged down the steps to catch up with James the chauffeur.

He opened the door of the LIMO for me like a true gentleman and I climbed in a gracefully as I could. He closed the door behind me after asking for the address for Tommo's which I'm presuming he's looking up on the SAT NAV.

"So James how long have you worked in the chauffeur business?" I asked through the glass as I pressed the cool button that rolled it down.

"We'll I have worked with Simon for a long time now probably nearing ten years, I started working for him straight out of high school,"

"wow ten years of ferrying around celebrities and getting to talk to so many cool people this must be an awesome job," I commented in awe in that time he must have met a lot of people.

"Actually you wouldn't believe it but you the first person besides Simon and his crew to talk to me; most celebrities don't like to 'interact' with public people, except for the 1D boys they seem to love to talk to as many people as possible," I kinda feel sorry for him, even though it's his job this guy drive people places never seeming to get much more than a thank you and never interacting with the many people he drives around on a daily basis.

Before I knew it we were pulling up at Tommo's door and James the driver was getting out of his seat to go get Tommo but as he was getting out of the car I stopped him and told him that I would go get him because he is such a pain.

I climbed out and ran up the porch step and walked straight into his house without even knocking. He was sat on the sofa in his living room with a bowl of cereal. Seemingly he was ready on time as a small looking suitcase stood by the front door. He didn't notice me walk in so I took this opportunity to creep up on him.

"Jesus Christ what are you doing!" He exclaimed.

"I'm here to pick you up, and you'll never guess what we're traveling in." Before he had the chance to answer I shouted "A limo! And we've got to go now cause I actually have to be there at 11:30 I don't want to risk anything Tommo," I said grabbing his suitcase and walking out of the house with him following closely behind.

It wasn't long until we set off on the long haul to London where my possible future awaits it was all too exiting to even listen to Tommo's 'amazing stories' so without even fully acknowledging it I was falling into a deep slumber.

~~**Nialls Pov**~~

Liam got the text late last night telling us all to be at the Syco building at 11am for a meeting and an interview and here we are all sat around a large table at 11:05 waiting for some thing to happen.

The door opened and in walked a short brunette with piercing blue eyes.

"Oh my gosh!" She cried, at first I thought she was a fan "I must have the wrong room I'm so sorry," she went all red in the face and then turned around and rushing though the door. I guess she's not a fan then.

Where is Simon at.

~~** Ronnie's Pov **~~

We arrived at the building and James instructed us inside telling Tommo to wait in the seating area and informing him that we should be back in around thirty minutes but if not he would give him a lift back to the hotel. He then walked me over to the reception desk.

"Ronnie Lee for Simon Cowell" he told her. I squealed slightly under my breath earning me an odd look from the plastic receptionist sat behind her desk.

"Ahh yes that would be in room 7303, Mr Cowell's office," she said before flipping us both off, obviously she only usually deals with celebrities round here and doesn't have time for the rest of the human population.

James The chauffeur directed me up seven flights of stairs because the lift was broken, tiring I know but imagine if you worked here all the time and had to cope with the lift breaking down, he took me to a long corridor pointed me in the way of room 7303.

"I must go cause I have to pick up some other mindless celebrities however I shall see you later to take you to the hotel, I hope your interview goes well your a bit early but that shouldn't matter Simon is usually in early or on time," He said before walking back the way we came.

"Than you so much for the lift I'll see you later have a nice day," I called after him I am grateful to James he couldn't have been a better person to help calm my nerves, well alongside Tommo but he can get a bit hyper sometimes as you can probably already Tell.

I walked for a with down a seemingly endless corridor before coming close to the end of it. I was scared as I approached the last door, I was relieved when the sign read 'room 7303, Mr Cowell, head of Syco.

I turned the doorknob and slowly swung open the door and walked in. I was terrified when I came face to face with five pairs of wide eyes and immediately turned bright red in the face.

"Oh my gosh!" I cried, they must think I'm a psycho waltzing in here "I must have the wrong room I'm so sorry," I went a deeper shade of red if that's possible and then turned around and rushed though the door. They most definitely think I'm a psycho.