All the Time (One Direction Fan Fiction ~Harry and Niall)

After the Concert - part 14

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hey guys..................

hey, i just met you, and this is crazy,

so read this story, VOM-MENT maybe? ;P

THIS IS DEDICATED to @AngelFire195 because she is awesome, reads my stories and it my pack member friend ;) xo LOVE YOU

I really don't know...... is this story any good? :) I don't want to continue if it isn't!

STUPID wattpad......... they changed the text again and it looks funny :/ IT ISN"T my fault.

SORRY THIS IS SHORT, but hopefully you like it ;)

>>Megs xoxoxoxoxo

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EMMA'S POV

"Nice job boys and Emma, I would like for you to stay here for a minute please," Paul, the boys' manager said to me as we walked into the dressing room. Paul smiled at me as he walked down the hallway and around the corner.

The boys closed the door behind them and their voices were slightly muffled.

The concert had gone great! We had sung our hearts out tonight and the crowd was amazing! I saw why the boys were always excited to perform. 

I smiled to myself, tonight, I would be going out with Harry to dinner thanks to the enormous response his question had on his fans. 

Harry had asked me out to dinner in front of everyone and I was cheered on and said yes. I looked down at my dress and played with it slightly, feeling suddenly self-conscious of how revealing it was. It was quite short, but it covered everything important. I

I had to admit, it did look great. I heard voices coming from around the corner. One was Paul's, the other was... I recognised his voice but couldn't put a name to it. 

I watched the corner and stood up straight, fidgeting with my dress and making sure my hair was alright. 

Paul came around the corner chuckling to himself and behind him was.... Simon Cowell?!

I smiled at Paul and at Simon.

"This must be the famous Emma Tomlinson," Simon said, stretching out his hand.

"Thanks Mr Cowell," I shook his hand and he laughed slightly.

"Simon or Uncle Simon like your friends in there is fine Emma," he said.

I grinned and shot Paul a curious glance and he just grinne away.

Simon cleared his throat and began to talk.

"How would you like to sign a record deal? I could become your manager so Paul here doesn't have to have 6 people in his hands," he gestured to Paul and my mouth dropped.

The famous Simon Cowell wanted to manage me!?

I gaped at him like a goldfish before I finally came to my senses and smiled and nodded vigorously.

"That would be amazing," I gushed trying not to get too excited. I mentally slapped myself, because that would mean heaps of 'fame' in my direction and I would have to sing more and the boys would pester me forever. But they don't have to know. I grinned inwardly. I would tell Harry tonight.

"That's great. Well, I will leave you to it and we will get started tomorrow. I will be accompanying you on the tour for a bit. I came here just to help you," Simon said and my jaw dropped again. Just for me?