My uncle, Paul Higgins *CANCELLED*

Chapter 17. Morning rehearsals

I wake to the feeling of a presence beside me. When my eyes peel open, I see Harry, peeking his head into my bunk. A stupid grin plastered onto his face. I moan and turn over in the small bed.

"What, Harry?"

"I'm leaving for rehearsals, and you said you would come."

I remember last night when we talked about their rehearsals for the show in Belgium today.

"What time is it?" I don't want to turn around, in fear of him smelling my horrifying morning breath.

"5 am."

Is that the time he usually gets up in the morning?!

"If you come you get to see my terrible dancing." He adds.

"Or I could see yours."

"My dancing isn't terrible, thank you very much." I brave it all and turn back to face him.

"Mhm... That's just something you'll have to prove to me, Alexa." He cockily calls as he walks into the kitchen of the tour bus.

Knowing that I will have to go and prove him absolutely wrong, I roll out of bed and land on my feet. After getting ready, Harry is happy to see me stepping out of the tour bus. He takes my hand and we walk towards the large building where they are performing. When we get inside, we have to walk through the carpeted halls to get to the arena.

"Wow," I look around at the empty stadium, I've never seen such a big place so empty. It's odd and there's a certain echo as we walk.

"Your heels are making so much noise." I whisper to Harry.

He nudges me as I laugh. "Shut up."

"Hey, guys!" Louis says brightly. Why is he so happy? It's 5:30 in the morning.

All of the boys are dressed in workout clothes and sneakers. Paul is talking to a guy with a headset on and a clipboard in his hands. Next to them is a table with the silver pans that you see at a buffet, maybe that's where the amazing smell of bacon and pancakes is coming from. Funny, I just happen to be extremely hungry.

"Do you want to eat together before I begin rehearsal?" Harry asks me, practically reading my mind.

"Yeah, sure." We both walk towards the buffet. The man wearing the headset, and Paul, both look up.

"Hi, you must be Alexa." The man reaches forward to shake my hand. He has a great smile and chocolate brown eyes that match his skin.

"Yep." I shake his hand and smile.

"I'm Jared." He says.

"Alexa is with us for the Summer for part of the boys' tour." Paul mentions.

"Oh, you're a lucky girl!"

"I guess I am." I can't help but smile at Harry, I'm lucky in so many different ways.

We excuse ourselves and walk to the buffet table. I'm starving and the pancakes look amazing as I push off the lid. Harry and I serve ourselves and sit down at the edge of the stage as we eat. Soon after we finished and dumped our paper plates into the trash.

"I have to go now, but I'll talk to you after?" Harry asks. The rest of them had already started chatting to the choreographer.

I nod. "Mhm."

"I'm a terrible dancer, but, they still feel the need to make us dance like monkeys."

"Cute monkeys." I smile, kissing him.

Loud groans come from where the rest of the boys are.

"Oh, shut up, boys!" Harry calls. Kissing me back.

He runs over to join them, I still don't get why he's wearing a winter hat. It's gray and has a Pom Pon on top. My eye catches on a camera that's set up where the boys are practicing.

"What are the cameras for?" I ask Paul, as he walks over to me.

"They're filming a movie."

"Really?" A movie? Like Justin Bieber.

"Yeah, sort of a tour documentary."

"Huh." Harry hadn't mentioned they were filming a movie.

I sat at the edge of the stage and work on reading the book I promised myself I would finish this Summer. I am not the biggest fan of reading so this is almost a struggle. I have trouble concentrating as Harry dances past me, shirtless. I roll my eyes as he passes me again, shimmying around.

"Harry, stop harassing her, and get your ass back here!" Niall yells.

I giggle as Harry dances, horribly, back to Niall.

"Boo!" I jump as a person grabs onto my shoulders.

"Brooke, geez, are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I hold my hand over my heart, my heartthumping in my chest.

"Maybe." She plops down next to me, "Whatcha reading?"

"Jane Eyre." I say, as I flip to the next page.

"Fun." She says. A few moments of silence pass. "Well, since you are reading, I'm going to go find something to do."

"Mmk."

She hops down from the stage and throws me a peace sign as she walks off.

Brooke's P.O.V

I throw Alexa a peace sign while I walk off. She's no fun today. Maybe it's that time of month... Ok that's weird.

"Oof." I'm so deep in thought, I barely notice as I bump into someone, knocking them over. We both scramble around and I see who I knocked over.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

"It's fine," The purple-haired boy sheepishly smiles. "my fault, sometimes pretty girls distract me from walking."

"Oh." A blush creeps onto my cheeks. I'm definitely blushing right now. Crap.

"Michael."

"Brooke."

"Do you want to get some pancakes with me?"

"Sure." I smile and he links his arm with mine while we walk to the long table together.

Harry's P.O.V

"Sooo," Alexa walks beside me. "how did your practice go?"

"Good."

As we walk towards Brooke and a Michael, my phone buzzes in my pocket. When I pull it out, I notice I have a lot of messages that I haven't read yet. My mum, Ed, and Kendall all talking to me.

I read my mum's first.

Hi Harry! Do you know where your baby photos went by chance?

I respond with the correct location of the old photos. Next is Ed.

Hey lad, text me when you get back to London I need to know...

I figure that he'll probably just be throwing me a party, and so I tell him when I'll be at my house next. Lastly is Kendall.

Harry! Oh my god, please call me as soon as you can. I'm so sorry about what's going on. I had no idea until they contacted my management!

What's she talking about? Almost on cue, my phone begins to vibrate. Management.

"Hey, Alexa, I'll be right back." I say to Alexa, who's talking with Michael.

"OK." She smiles as she returns to her conversation. I rush over to a private corner of the arena.

"Hello?"

"Harry. We need to talk. It's about your girlfriend."

"What about Alexa?" I already hate this conversation and my heart is thumping wildly in my chest. We had only announced publicly on twitter that we were exclusive.

"We need you to break up with her."

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So I made a trailer for My Uncle Paul Higgins. Would you guys want me to link it?