I'm Yours

Jordan Taylor was just a typical 18-year-old girl who had recently moved to London from America. But she was different from in a way. Unlike every other girl, America or London, she wasn't so crazy over the boyband known as One Direction. One day, she falls, hard. Why? Let's just say a certain blue-eyed, Irish blonde boy was involved...


24. My First Performance

My palms were sweating as I waited anxiously backstage, gripping the microphone. I was so nervous that I was literally shaking in my boots. My hair and makeup artists were adding some final touches to me and my wardrobe person was fixing up my outfit. My new album was just released and I was performing on Alan Carr. Gosh, I couldn't stop my heart from racing 10x it's normal speed. I've been interviewed a little bit on alan Carr but I've never sang or performed on TV before. "Here she is! New pop artist, Jordan Taylor!" The curtain drew back and there I was, standing in front of the cameras and audience. I started to sing my song and when I was finished, the audience errupted with cheers. I smiled to myself and relaxed a bit. Then I went to go join Alan.

"Why hello dear. Haven't seen you in awhile. You look amazing!" He says.

"Thank you Alan. You aren't so bad yourself."

"So how are you handling being a new pop star now?"

"It's amazing. I've gotten so many more oppurtunities with some amazing people and my fans are the best. They've been supporting me and cheering me on so well." Alan asked a few more questions and cracked a few questions until the subject of One Direction came up. a picture of Niall and I holding hands the other day while we were walking out of the studio showed up. I started to blush. The crowd "ooo"ed.

"So how is your Irish lad doing Jordan?" Alan asked a little creepily.

"He's great." I say being careful of my word choices.

"Does he ever make you some Irish cream pie for you? Let you taste it? Is it good?" I knew what he meant and so did everyone else. I let out a huge laugh with a shocked look on my face.

"Ummm," I say nervously. My face is red with embarrasment. We keep on with the interview until our time is up. I say goodbye to Alan and the audience and my bodyguards escort me to the car. I drive back home and see the boys watching TV.

"Hey babe," Niall says as I walk over and sit on his lap. He kisses my cheek, "You did such a great performance. They loved you."

"Did you see the live interview with Alan Carr and I?"

"We sure did." Harry says. The boys laugh.

"So Jordan, is Niall's Irish cream pie good?" Louis asks. The boys laugh even harder and I laugh too. Niall's cheeks are bright red.

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