I Don't Wanna Break

Meeting

Today is our first meeting with our management. David, the guy that gave us the record deal, called yesterday to schedule a meeting with him and the rest of the label.

We walk through glass doors and come face to face with the top people of this label. There a rectangular table in the middle of the room with four people seated at one end of it. One woman, three men and David.

"Hello please have a seat." The woman says.

We all sit on the opposite end and look to her expectantly.

"I'm Linda. This is Tim and Jake and you've already met David." She looks down at the small stack of paper in front of her. "I'm going to be your manager. I'll be in charge of booking you gigs, interviews, photo shoots, studio times, etc. Tim manages your finances and Jake takes care of your publicity. He handles the press and media. David handles your music. He and I will be with you in the studio." She flips her bleach blonde hair to side and looks at us. "Understanding so far?" we all nod.

She stands and walks towards with the stack of papers in her hand. She hands us each an itinerary for the day.

"We have a really busy day today. It's is now seven am. So that means you have two hours until your very first interview. After that you will have a photo shoot for the cover of your first single and then it's off the studio to record." she point out the times on the paper with her perfectly manicured fingers. "Now we have a limo outside waiting for us. It's going to take us to your interview. On our way there we'll discuss the things the interviewer may ask."

She walks to the door and we all stand to follow her. She leads to a black limo and we all climb in. She and Hannah take the back seat while Chris, Jesse and I sit across from them.

Linda pulls out a note pad and a pen. She flips to a blank page and begins to question us.

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I think Linda prepared us pretty well with all the questions she gave us. She probably knows us better than we do now. She asked about our love life, our personal life, our past, how we all met, our hobbies and occupations in the band. Everything.

We were sent to the make up and stylist people as soon as we got to the building where the interview is going to be held.

I was praying that they wouldn't cake a bunch of make up on my face and put me in some ridiculous outfit. And they didn't.

They put on black mascara and eyeliner and that's it. The outfit they made me wear wasn't terrible either. It was a pair of cut off denim shorts with a white tank top that said "my brain is made of 99.9% song lyrics." in gray letters. They braided my hair to the side and gave me a pair of black and white converse.

Now we're all being ushered backstage. We each give each other nervous glances and look forward. Jesse grabs my hand and squeezes it. I look up at him with worried eyes but before he has the chance to say anything people attach small microphones to us, our bands name is called and we walk into the spotlight.

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Niall's POV

"Come on guys! It's on!" Taylor calls from the living room.

The boys, Nat and I are in the kitchen getting snacks ready when she calls for us.

"Coming!" Zayn screams. "Let's go."

We walk out with bags of junk food in our hands and find a seat on the couch. Liam sits next to me on one couch and Harry sits in the big chair with Nat in his lap. Taylor and Zayn sit on the other couch across from us. Louis comes and sits down in the chair next to Harry with a frown on his face.