One Direction...All Dads? Series

Chapter 5.

  

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She ripped through. It was terrible. We're alright though, thank goodness.

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                                                                ****Victoria's POV:****

The spit traveling down my throat slid down the wrong pipe.

I clutched my throat, feeling my head tighten, and starting coughing and wheezing.

"IS SHE HAVING AN ASTHMA ATTACK?" I could hear Niall sputter, and see the carmalized popcorn fly out of his hands, as his face sported a worried look.

"Should i stop?" The driver quizzed, looking back at us.

I was still coughing, but i shook my head no.

"Look what you did, Haz." Dee proclaimed.

"Don't call me that."

"I will if i want to."

"PEOPLE!" I managed to cough out, and Liam clapped at my words.

"What do ya mean you have to date?" Zayn asked.

"Management called, and saw how sufficient the "twitter relationship" was going. He said it already stirred up quite some controversy, so now we need to date. Or at least for publicity."

"PUBLICITY? They're going to force us to date for publicity? That's it. I quit."

"Quit what?" Louis asked.

"Life."

Everybody was silent, before I whispered a "sarcasm. I'm just kidding."

"Not something to joke around with." Dee whispered back, punching me playfully on the shoulder.

"Shut up, Dee! You're the one who made us get in this mess! If it wasn't for you, and your obnoxiousness, then i wouldn't be in this situation right now!" I grunted, wanting to throw the lizard out of the window that was perched on her shoulder.

Even though she had a tough exterior, her face slightly fell, and her shoulders loosened up a bit. She slouched in the limo seat, and looked out the window, her eyes glossy.

"Oh." 

"I didn't mean it in a bad way." I said, ruffling her hair, sighing.

"It's okay. We're all having a bad morning." Louis pointed out, sipping some Yorkshire tea from his dainty cup.

And then he focused back on his conversation with Eleanor on the phone, his face lighting up, laughing.

"Yeah, he's DEFINITELY having a bad morning." Harry grunted, rolling his eyes.

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"Alright, you two...settle down."

Harry and I were brought to the managment's office building. We were in a cold, large room with a huge buisness meeting table.

A box of warm doughnuts laid in the middle, with cups of Starbucks surrounding it, steam rising from the cups.

As much as i wanted to throw myself on doughnuts right now, I had to act professional. Besides, those were always there, just put for decoration.

"So...do we have to date?"

The man laughed in a raspy voice. "Well that was straightforward."

"Do we?" Harry asked. And even though i knew he was only joking about liking me, or actually enjoying the kiss, it sort-of stung inside knowing that he really didn't want to.

I mean...not that I wanted to. I was the last to want to date him. He was über annoying, and not my type.

Suddenly, it felt like everything was set in slow motion. The manager talking with Harry, his hands rising up and down in discussion, Harry nodding, a firm tight look on his face.

Harry's piercing green eyes were glossily set on the manager. It was the first time i realized the specks of brown lazily floating around his iris. His chocolate brown curls were gently flapping in the fan that stirred about.

His dimples creased deeper and deeper as he talked with the manager. His hands went up to tousle his hair casually, and his skin had lightly tanned due to the california weather. As he laughed at a comment the manager made, his white pearly teeth lit up, and he nodded. His jacket lay warm around him, the fur hood cascading down his back. I couldn't help but notice the tiny details that made him Harry.

"Victoria?"

The weird slow motion feeling had stopped, and we were back in the real world. The manager and Harry were turned to me, a look of worry etched on both of their faces.

"Huh?"

"Sign the contract, i said. You have to sign the contract."

"..I don't know." I hesitantly mumbled.

"The contract offers 1 million dollars. The publicity from this contract will be so immense. Don't you need some money, Victoria?" The manager said, with a smarmy grin.

I muttered a swear under my breath. Look at this hot-shot, totally smart-assy.

Then again, i thought of my mother in the hospital. She had blood cancer, and payments were rough. Especially because i hadn't done a TV show or movie in a while. We were in debt, mainly.

I nodded. "Yeah. Okay."

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