His Little Sister

24

Alex's pov

I ran up to my room panicking. What am I to going to wear?!? I search through my closet before pulling out a crop top that ends a couple inches above my belly button, a pair of baggy sweats, high waisted shorts, and a hoodie.

I plan on wearing the sweatpants and hoodie over my crop top and shorts, and then when and if I end up dancing I will take them off. The crop top had a hood on it, which is kind of strange but if I'm dancing, I want to have it up so that people cant see me, at least not right away.

I quickly pull the clothes on and go into the bathroom. My hair is in its natural ringlets, so I don't need to worry about it. If I sweat all my makeup is going to come off anyways so all I put on is some winged eyeliner and some waterproof mascara.

I tousle my hair to make it look good before running down stairs.

I text Simon and he says that he'll pick me up at 8. I look towards the clock realizing its 7:30 already. I scarf down a protein bar. I really don't want to throw up when im dancing, that would be problematic.

I sit for the last fifteen minutes thinking about the boys. God do I miss them. Im so fucking excited to be with them again. Simon and I planned that I would surprise them at their concert the night I arrive. We still have to work out all the details but we know it involves me going on stage.

I'm torn out of my thought by a knock at the door. I hurry towards it and swing it open to reveal a smiling Uncle Si. I throw myself into his arms thanking him quietly for the opportunity tonight, and being able to tour with the boys.

We quickly descend to the ground level and scramble into the Limo waiting outside.

"Alex honey I know I've never seen you dance before and there is going to be professionals there, I just want you to have some fun with yourself tonight before all the fun you'll be having will be with the boys. Got it?"

I nod enthusiastically bouncing around in my seat. Who wouldn't be? Im going to meet freaking Justin Bieber for gods sakes, at least I hope I am.

We finally pull up to the club and I see paps have the place totally surrounded.

"Put your hood up darling" Simon whispers to me and I obey. We climb out of the car and I shield my face away from the paparazzi. We push and push, finally making it to the entrance. The bouncer immediately recognizes Simon and lets him in, but pulls on my arm keeping me behind.

"It's ok Frank," Simon Says, "She's with me" Frank lets me go and gently pushes me through the doors.

I almost gasp at what I see. Sitting areas are pushed all along the outer walls, There's booths, chairs, and barstools lining the whole place. The middle section is a square cleared of everything. The room isn't as dim as I thought, and I'm grateful. Do you know how hard it is to dance when you can barely see? There is also a bar stocked with alcohol in one of the corners.

Its only then that I see the place crawling with celebrities. I'm trying so hard not to fan girl.

Simon starts tugging me along towards a table of people and I try not to have a panic attack. As we get closer I realize who's sitting there and almost faint.

Sitting there at the table is Chris Brown, Rihanna, Jason Derulo and lets not forget fucking Beyoncé

Why Simon would hang out with them I have no clue, but soon enough we are in front of the table and I'm standing behind Simon while he greets them.

"C'mon love don't be shy" he says pulling me from behind him. I still have my hood up so they can't see my face, but I still see them looking at me curiously. I go to readjust my hood, but Simon gently yanks it off my head, revealing my face.