Uncontrollable Desires: A 1D Fanfic (Completed)

Chapter Seven: Tour & Rules

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Chapter Seven: Tours & Rules

*Ashlyns POV*

When Jeffery pulled up to my house everyone in the car went quiet. "This is your place?" Zayn asked and stepped out of the car. Everyone got out and I noticed their faces. Shock. Pure shock.

"She's rich. Remember? Her parents owned Adams Inc. And she owns it now," Liam said and I raised my eyebrows at him. "Well I had to look you up obviously. You don't think I'd let the boys near a crazy person," Liam said seriously and I couldn't contain my laughter. He was definitely the "Daddy Directioner" that his fans knew him to be.

"But you live here? Alone?" Harry asked. He stood by one of the rose bushes and started inspecting one of the grown out roses.

I forced a smile on to my face. I wasn't always alone. "I live with my house staff. Jeffery, Linda, And Brian. More come during the week but they live with me. Jeffery is the house butler. Linda is the cook, an amazing cook if I might add. And Brian is house security," I said and walked to the front door that Jeffery was holding open. The boys followed and continued to look at everything wide-eyed.

"Could we get a tour?" Harry asked. "You know, so we don't get lost or anything," he muttered under his breath. A couple other boys nodded their heads, their eyes looking upward.

"Of course." A tour was a great idea. I motioned for them to follow me and led them away from the door. "Well, this is the main entrance," I said gesturing to the front door.

"Obviously," I heard Louis say, followed by a dull thud. "Oy! Liam was that necessary?!" He groaned and rubbed the back of his head where Liam had just so previously smacked him. I could of swore I saw Harry shoot him a glare.

"Obviously," Liam mocked back and Niall laughed louder than I'd ever heard. I couldn't help but join in laughing. It was contagious. Especially when the faces everyone was making while Niall and I laughed were so entertaining to look at.

Composing myself, I walked to the living room and pointed out the tv and couches. "This is the living room or lounge room. Whatever you guys call it," I said, feeling stupid as soon as I let out the last sentence.

"Why is it so huge?" Zayn asked. I watched him check his reflection in a mirror hanging on the wall. "Aren't these rooms just for sitting around anyways? Like a room mostly for decor?" He asked and I looked at him shocked. Well someone was fancy.

I put my hand on the wall and looked up at the family portraits. "My parents designed this house. They had it built to how they wanted it. Of course the rooms and their purposes were developed over time, but this was their dream house-"

"Mansion," Louis interrupted me and I glanced at him. "Oops! Sorry!" He said and covered his mouth. I laughed at his cute reaction while Harry patted him on the back. They were definitely good friends.

"Anyways let's continue." I decided they didn't need a house history lesson.

I gave them a tour of the whole first floor which consisted of the living room, kitchen, dining room, storage room, indoor pool, a bathroom, and the hallway for the staff rooms. Niall made us stop in the kitchen so he could inspect the items in the fridge and cabinets and even storage room. After grabbing a bag of chips he finally agreed to continue with the tour, saying that he wouldn't starve while staying here.

Up the stairs we stopped on the second floor. There, I pointed out the mini theater, music room, laundry room, library, and game room that had every game station created. The boys looked excited to start playing.

"Come on boys, you can play later," I said and led them up the stairs again.

On the third floor I pointed out my bedroom, bathroom and my separate room that had my piano and art stuff in it. "You like art?!" Zayn said when he walked into the room. He looked around at my drawings and paintings I put on the walls.

"Yeah, I haven't done anything new recently, but I love it," I said and watched as he admired the pencils and brushes in the cabinets. "You're welcome to use anything you'd like."

"Thank you," Zayn said and smiled at me. I smiled back and forced myself to look away from him. He was my client. There would be no romantic encounters with any of them.

"This is where you'll all be staying," I said when we reached the third floor. Originally it was Alex's floor but I was sure it would be fine for all five boys. "This will be your guys' room." I opened the door and let them walk into the room. I made a mental note to have Alex's stuff moved. It was painful to think about, but I couldn't keep torturing myself with thoughts of him.

"Could we get more beds in here? It looks like there's plenty of room," Liam said. I looked around at everything. Alex's trophies, our pictures, his clothes on the floor in places.

I felt the tears burn their way into my eyes and I couldn't stop them from leaking through.

"Hey, are you alright?" Niall walked up to me and put his hand on my arm. I smiled at the blonde boy. He was just too cute for words.

"I'm fine. I'm sorry," I nodded and brushed away my tears. I took a couple breaths before I composed myself. "Yes, I think we could get some more beds in here. There's definitely a lot of space. Also we could turn his spare room into a bed room as well." I forced myself to walk out of his bedroom.

I continued with the tour and pointed everything out. I let them wander around afterwards as I was feeling kind of tired.

"Oh boys, one more thing," I said, stopping them from walking away. I could probably guess they were heading towards the game room. "There are rules you should know about. I am your manager now and your image, including mine, is important. Please don't bring any females to this house, it's our home now and when tons of fans find out, it could be chaotic. Also, please text me if you are going anywhere, I'd like to know about it. And treat the staff well please," I said and they all nodded in agreement. I had already given out my phone number to them when Niall mentioned it on the top floor.

I walked back to my room as the shouts of the boys echoed up to me. I sighed and sat on my bed, my face in my hands. I could only hope this would all turn out okay.

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