Stole My Heart.

Late Night Talks

Katie's POV

Aleah and I were sitting on the same bed, watching some Big Bang Theory reruns while we waited up for Rachel. That is until hotel phone rang.

"Hello?" Aleah answered, "Mmhmm? Oh... well I guess we can...tell them to give us 10 minutes," she hung up and looked at me strangely.

"What is it?" I asked.

"The fans downstairs want to see us."

"Well, of course they do, they want to kill us!"

"No no no no no, the lady at the desk said they want to interview us."

"What?"

"Yea, she said they were waiting patiently and at least wanted her to call us to ask. Katie, we should go down. You know that any other person wouldn't do that."

"Maybe we should follow 'any other person' s lead..." I muttered.

"But we're not like TV celebrities...we're fans too..."

"Fine! Let's look pretty!" We quickly threw on some stylish clothes and put some make up on. Aleah looked a little bit iffy. "What is it?"

"Should we call to ask the boys first?" she asked.

"Why? We don't need permission!" I let the words slip out. I don't let anybody rule my life.

"Please? Just call and tell Harry?" I sighed and did so.

"Hey babe" Harry's sexy ass voice answered.

"Hey Harry, the fans downstairs want us to do an interview with them. Aleah and I were just wondering if that was okay," I asked. Not that I needed to ask. I am my own woman.

"Umm," he seemed unsure, "I don't think so..."

"Why?" my voice was hard.

"Er..." he seemed to stutter like he was scared, "It's just... I'm not sure management would be happy about it."

"Well, you know what Harry?"

"Umm, what?"

"Fuck management." I could faintly hear him protesting but I hung up.

"Is it okay to do the interview?" Aleah asked.

"Yea, let's go." Aleah took a little tub of a apricot sorbet ice cream and started eating it. We were in the elevator when Aleah turned to me, "Stay calm okay? I'm supposed to be the pissed off one? Just be yourself."

"So, no emotions?"

"Like always," I couldn't tell if she was being rude or not but I knew she was right. The elevator door opened and cameras started to flash and girls were screaming. I let Aleah take control as her voice rose above everyone else's.

"Alright! Alright! Calm down everyone!" The girls and some boys quieted down. Almost everyone had their camera's filming, "That's better, eh? So where should we do this?" One girl with a sweatshirt that said "1D" stepped forward. I remember her as the main girl who would try to calm everyone down every time we came out.

"Hi, I'm Clare. I was the one who wanted the front desk to call you, we can start over here?" She looked about 15 and had a computer in her hands. She lead us to the very front of the hotel where there were couches and chairs. Aleah and I sat on the couch while Clare sat in the chair across from us. My phone buzzed with the lyrics from 'Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson' and I looked down.

Don't do this, you could say something that could ruin us. Us? Was there even an us?

I quickly sent back I won't ruin anything.