Taylor POV
We had both taken different cars, the boys in one black Range Rover and I in another. I looked out the window at the enormous surroundings, the skyscrapers, the small coffee shops, the sidewalks littered with old newspapers and candy wrappers.
I had been here once with my dad when I was about four, but as far as I was concerned, New York stretched only to where they held the little bowl of peppermint candy at the front desk.
If you couldn’t already tell, I had stayed inside the hotel the entire trip.
So this was pretty new to me. Nashville has its share of skyscrapers but nothing compared to New York.
“Mam, we have arrived at our destination.” Said the man in the front seat. I opened the door and stepped out on to the side walk trying to find any familiar faces.
Found em.
All 5 boys ran up to me and practically dragged me into the building without saying a word.
Well that’s a lie.
They said a lot of words.
Im just no good at this thing you people call “socializing”.
But all I heard come out of their mouth was a bunch of gibberish.
We had arrived in the lobby and I took a minute to straiten up and flatten my dress down. When I looked up I saw 5 multicolored eyes staring back at me, expectantly.
“So….” Asked Niall, as if he had said something before.
And then I realized he had.
“W-wait what?” I looked around flustered trying to make sense of this all.
Louis jumped in before I made things more awkward than before, “We asked if youd been to New York before.”
Oh, Im an idiot. “Ya, once when I was four, but I never got outside of the lobby.” I said, blushing.
“Well, were new here too! Its pretty cool with the scrapers and all!” Niall exclaimed.
I noticed in back of him stood Liam with a little puppy face on. Does he always do that? Cause its pretty damn cute.
Next to him stood Zayn, looking down on his phone texting someone.
And next to him was Harry, toying with the fabric of his shirt.
“One Direction and Taylor Swift may proceed down the hallway to room 4B.” Said a mysterious voice coming out of nowhere.
Seriously. There was no one around.
Whatever.
We all walked over talking about what kind of food we liked (Niall brought it up) and we walked down a hallway that seemed to never end, but we quickly found 4B.
Room 4b was a big conference room where 4 people, only one of which I knew, Ralf, sat at one end of the massive conference table.
We all found our seats, I sat next to Liam, in the other 6 black rolling chairs.
“Hello Taylor, Its nice to meet you, my name is Courtney, Im the manager of the boys.” Said Courtney extending her hand. I shook it and sat back down averting my eyes to the two other mysterious people as Ralf introduced himself to the boys.
“Now boys and Taylor, this is Tracey Roland, your tour manager, we will be talking to her today to decide our setlist and other things concerning the tour.” Ralf said pointing to a brunette woman with rosy red cheeks and brown eyes. “Hi guys, Im Tracey, but you can all call me Tray!” Said Tracey, er Tray, as she shook all our hands.
