The contest (1D fanfic)

The airport

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So that's what the contract said..... "no" I told him looking him in the eye with a deadly stare. Paul raised his eyebrows. "I don't think you really understand. It's not a choice". the boys looked really uncomfortable now except for Louis, ( they all told me their names in the car) he looked amused. "Umm Paul maybe we should just let her go home" Liam told Paul cautiously. "Can't Liam we don't have time to draw another person and we need the publicity" Paul tried to reason.

I realised I was not going to win so with little dignity I had left I pushed past him with my head held high. "Paul grab my luggage" I told him, a haughty look on my face. the air port was gorgeous with white marble walls and black furniture. It was a private airport obviously.

A hostess behind a ornately carved desk smiled up at us. She had brunette hair, a big smile, and was overall, absolutely gorgeous. well that didn't make me feel insecure at all, note the sarcasm. my thoughts were so rudely interrupted by the lady talking.

"Hello what can I do for you today?" She asked with a questioning smile. Darn she's nice. That makes it really hard to hate her.
"Yes we are here for the 240 flight to London which leaves in an hour" Liam told her. go daddy direction. I gasped out loud.

Everyone turned to look at me. how did I know that? I hate one direction. "what Jamie?" Mills I asked. I shot her a glare and turned away. I was still mad at her.

The lady at the front desk cleared her throat and all the attention turned to her.
"The 240 flight leaves at gate 2 over there. she pointed to a door. "Because it is a private airport there are only three gates so you have to exit the building to where the plane takes off" she informed us. it was just one big room with couches, chairs, tables, and a few stations for coffee and food.

We thanked the lady and walked over to a lounge area near gate 2. Liam, Louis, and Harry, sat on one couch, while Millie, Zyan,and Niall sat on another. I moved to a coffee machine and started to make some. I lived for coffee.

Once I had my hands wrapped around my coffee I moved to a lounge area away from the boys sitting in a armchair.

I drank deeply, totally lost in thought. soon enough they called our flight and I stood up to gather my things.

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