A Directioner's Dream - (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Snooki's Aussie Twin

Chapter 8:

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 ***Lauren's POV***

The plane ride was so long, I have never been on a plane that long. Ever. That's another thing I'm gonna have to get used to, I am traveling the world with One Direction.

We finally got off the plane. It was 2:00 PM in Sydney. As soon as we land, we are rushed into a big hummer. There are fans everywhere! Screaming in everyone's faces, trying to get to the boys.

"Okay, guys. You have about an hour to chill or whatever. Then, you have a soundcheck, big show tonight! As for you Lauren, I know you're probably tired. You can either stay at the hotel and rest, or come with us." Tim says smiling big.

"She wants to go! Isn't that right Lauren?" Lou answers for me. I did want to go.

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We get to the venue at 3:30. It's huge! There are already girls lined up everywhere. With glittery signs, some made me laugh. I saw a girl with a "Paul Me Maybe?" sign. That made me giggle. Zayn and Liam wanted to go say hi to the fans so bad, but Paul wouldn't let them. I have to admit, I wanted to talk to some of them, but oh well.

We walk inside the venue and down a long hallway backstage. 

"Hello, boys! Long time no see." A blonde girl with a thick Aussie accent says popping up out of no where. From what I heard of their conversation, she worked backstage at the venue and met the boys last year. 

The boys chatted with her for a while and then went on stage for soundcheck. I watched them sing "Use Somebody". It was my favorite cover they did. I was watching them sing from the side when someone tapped on my shoulder. I turned around and it was the fake blonde the boys talked to early, Sandra. 

"Hello, there! I don't think we were properly introduced." She clenched a big smile.

"I'm Lauren. Hey." I forced myself to smile back. It's not that I didn't like her, but I wanted to watch the boys. I guess I could just watch the concert later.

She motioned me to come with her into a break room. She offered me a coke and I politely accepted.

"Sorry I just kinda pulled you in here. I just thought you seemed like a nice girl, so why not make a new friend?" She said as she got herself a coke out of the fridge.

"So, I noticed you and Harry are awful close. What's that about?" She widened her eyes, looking intrigued. Sandra was a fake blonde, fake tan, fake boobs kinda girl. With WAY too much makeup on. She was kinda like the Australian version of Snooki, except taller.

"Oh, nothing. We're just friends. That's all." I gave a half-smile. She didn't have to know my personal life, or his. We're not even public yet, why should she get to know?

"Oh. It just seems like there's something between you. But since there's not, I guess you wouldn't mind if I got with Harry. You know he liked me last year." Sandra said as she slammed down onto the couch with her coke.

Um, no? Harry wouldn't even give her the time of day. He's all mine… even if no one knows it yet.

I just smiled at Sandra and nodded. She obviously couldn't tell I was flustered. She kept talking about how "sparks flew" last year with him. I was so close to slapping her in the face, when Tim came to my rescue!

"Sound check is over, Lauren. I'm gonna go grab food for the boys. Come with me!" I could never thank Tim enough for this. I said goodbye to Sandra and left the room as fast as I could.

We walk outside and pass many fans. Girls were screaming at me like I was a celebrity. A few asked for pictures, and others for autographs.  

"OH MY GOSH! It's Lauren Ford!" 

"Lauren, PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR AUTOGRAPH."

 "I love you, Lauren!" People were shouting at me.

Cameras were flashing in my face as I got into the Hummer. 

One thing crossed my mind. Why were these girls treating me like a celebrity? Did they even know who I was? Harry hasn't told the fans yet. Maybe they just thought I was somehow important. Ha.

"So, you and Harry huh? He told me." Tim winks at me making me snap out of my thoughts.

"How does everyone know…?" I asked turning the radio slightly up. 

"Well, he told me and the boys. But didn't you see the tweet?" Tim raised an eyebrow. Yeah, that's right. My 45 year old uncle has a twitter. He's actually quite addicted to it.

What did Harry tweet? I whipped out my phone and started scrolling through Twitter, and then I saw it. He tweeted a picture of me sleeping on the plane with a cute caption. Aw. I had no idea he even did this! He never talked to me about telling the fans. Everyone in the world knows about Harry and I now. It felt good. Not a good picture of me, but whatever. It was still sweet. I tapped on my mentions. 130,000 people followed me. 

"You don't deserve Harry."

"Follow me, please! It's my birthday. :)"

"Don't like Harry's new girlfriend, as long as he happy it doesn't matter though. 

"Glad Harry has a girlfriend. She seems sweet."

 I got a ton of hate, a ton of people asking me to follow them, and a ton of nice tweets. My mentions were filled. I noticed a tweet from Eleanor.

"@EleanorJCalder so happy for Lauren! Congrats, lovie! I told you :) xx"

Awh. That was sweet of her.

We got the food and took it back to the concert arena. 

"Mmm… so good." Niall said stuffing a cheese stick in his mouth.

"Thanks Tim, Thanks Lauren!" Zayn said taking a drink.

"Thanks babe." Harry said giving me a kiss on the cheek. 

Liam and Louis looked up at us with narrowing eyes. 

"Oh, hush." I said walking over to a couch.

"WE DIDN'T EVEN SAY ANYTHING!" Louis yelled.

After a few hours of goofing off backstage, it was time for the boys to perform.

I was standing on the side of the stage watching Olly Murs perform. I turned to walk down a long hallway, I planned to find the boys and wish them good luck. I was still walking down the never-ending hallway when I saw Louis stepping out of his dressing room.

"Good luck, Lou!" I patted him on the back as he walked past me.

"Thanks, love!" He was in a hurry to get somewhere. I'm guessing on stage.

I kept walking and passed the breakroom, I hear a familiar Aussie accent and an even more familiar British voice. I stand at the door listening to the conversation.

"Come on, Harry.. Don't you remember last year? How much fun we had?" Guess who it was. Mrs. Snooki Junior. 

I shoved the door open and saw Sandra, with her hands all over Harry. But… he wasn't trying to stop it…