Lucky, unlucky, forget me <3


First off, all the stuff in this fanfic is a characters point of view, not my own, so im not saying i think Niall needs to try harder to fix his teeth, or that none of them have manners, its just the characters first judgement. I dont think any of that, i love them for who they are, and im not a directionATOR, im a directionER, this is simply just a character, and if im honest, it was really hard to say that about them, because its not true!
This is a story about a girl, and Niall, Niall and a girl. Except this girl is no ordinary girl, she is his brother. His unwelcome, unloved, lonley brother. She thinks she's going to be like that forever, until one train ticket to London, and a bump into a stranger on the streets changes everything... Summer, here we come...:D


14. Opportunities like this only come every so often.

After the recording session me and Niall had, it was around 6pm and we were both starving! All the others had waited for us to come down before eating too, so they were moaning for food too. Me and Niall ran down the stairs as fast as we could-. Actually, lets rephrase that. Niall chased me down the stairs because i'd texted everyone in his contacts rude things...
'Niall!' i screamed,  bursting into the living room where everyone was sat and jumping into Harrys lap as he was the closest.
'Sorry' i giggled,  and got up, putting myself on a bean bag next to Danielle.
'Where've you and Niall been all day?' Liam winked.
'He's my brother Liam, you have a serious dirty minded problem if you think i've been,  yeah' i shuddered.
'We've been rehearsing' Niall butted in.
Everyone gave confused faces,  wanting us to explain, so we just got them all up and led them to the studio.
They too,  were astonished.
For the rest of the night, we got some practice in and just fooled around. Danielle showed us her choreography for the Jubilee concert and damn, was it good. She was honestly the best dancer i've ever seen!
We ordered a pizza and stayed upstairs until almost 11pm,  when mine and Nialls throats had packed in for the night. We went to bed,  and soon did the others.

*the next morning*
'Rise and shine! Simons here!' Louis sang through the house.
I groaned, then paused to think. Why was Simon here?!
Forgetting i should probably look better around Simon Cowell, i hopped out of bed and made my way straight downstairs. I had major bedhead, no make up on, and my face must have looked like it had just seen the heights of a zombie invasion, but ah well, YOLO.
'Hey Simon' i yawned.
'Hi Alex' he smiled back. I was glad he didn't seem to be bothered about my appearance an lack of normal clothing. My pyjamas weren't that showing, just an oversized t-shirt tied at the back with a bobble,  and some fluffy bottoms with rabbits on them. My t-shirt had a pile of carrots on them too. I remember Louis going insane over it back in London at the hotel when i had fallen asleep at Liam's. We'd spent a full day in our pyjamas and even did a short twitcam.
'So i heard you and Niall found the recording studio and dance studio?' Simon said, sipping the coffee i'd made him.
'Yeah, we even got some practice in! Well, when i say some,  i mean a lot' i chuckled, drinking my own hot chocolate.
'Thats good then, were having Josh and the band come down, and the producers and mixers to listen to you and see if it's worthy of a single, if your up for that?' he announced. I almost dropped the steaming mug.
'Your kidding, my duet with Niall!?' i clarified,  sitting forward in my chair.
'And maybe your own song' he nodded, a wink added to the end.
I smiled and thanked him,  then took his empty mug to the kitchen where Louis was cooking pancakes.  I squealed to myself as he flipped one like a chef,  trying to show off, and he dropped it on the floor. Whoops!
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