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Emily is a normal 20 year old girl. Her mom is the new stylist for her favorite band! When she ends up going on tour with them, her life will change forever. When she falls for one of them, someone isn't happy. Someone tries to split them, will it work, or is their love strong enough?


1. Tagging along!

Emily's P.O.V

 Lying on my bed, looking at my light pink walls, filled with One Direction posters. My neatly made bed, with pink covers and pillows. I was looking at my homework, just thinking if I should do it or not. It was the middle of December. My birthday was December 24th same as Louis Tomlinson's! I was a huge One Direction fan! I was wearing a Love Pink white top with some Love pink black sweat pants with house slippers. I am 19 and the only child. I don't know my dad but my mom does make up for actors and actresses for movies. "Emily!!" My mom called me. "What?" I shouted. "Come here!" She shouted up the steps. I stepped onto my fluffy pink rug, and opened the door. I walked down the empty hallway. I was at the top step. "Whatt?" I whined. She didn't anwser. So I walked down the steps. I got to the bottom and walked to the kitchen, she wasn't there. "MOM!" I cried. I heard voices. I opened the door to the living room. "What?" I asked as I walked in the room. "I have a new job." My mom said. 5 boys were in the living room. No not 5 boys. One Direction. "Hi." Niall said. I smiled. "Uh, mom. Can I talk to you?" I asked walking into the kitchen. She walked in. "What?" She smiled. "Why are they here?" I giggled. "I am their new stylist!" She quietly shouted. My mouth dropped. "You are!!!" I fan girled. "Yes, they needed another hand so I saw the offer and applied. They hired me!!" She laughed. "Oh my goshh!!!! Mom when are you leaving?" I asked. She smiled. "Really Em, you are tagging along. I told the boss that I have a daughter. The boys begged for you to come, they said they need a girl on tour with them, as a friend. Besides the fan girls. They need another person to joke with. So finally he said ok." My mom told me. "Really? When do we leave?" I asked. "Tomorrow!" She smiled. "But first I want you to meet the boys!" She said pushing me into the living room. The boys stood up and looked at me. They were taller than I expected. They were in a line, Zayn, Liam, Louis, Niall then Harry. I stood there. My mom walked in and smiled. "Boys this is my daughter that is coming, Emily. She is a big fan." I gave her the death look. "I am Emily." I smiled, then the boys mobbed me. Asking me questions left and right. "Boys...Boys!" I yelled. They stopped. They smiled. "You're perfect for tagging along!!!!" Niall smirked. I laughed. "Well, you should go pack." My mom giggled. "Yeah." I sighed. Then all the boys shouted. "We can help!" I smiled. "Not all of you. Louis and Zayn go ahead." My mom smiled. I looked at her. She giggled. I took Louis and Zayn's hand and led them upstairs. Zayn was wearing some pants and a plain black shirt. Louis of course was wearing red pants and a white shirt with suspenders. "So how old are you?" Zayn asked. I smirked at his accent. "19." I looked at him, his hazel brown eyes were light. "Nice." Louis said with a big smile. I walked into my room. They froze at my door. "So...Doesn't look like you're a fan much." Louis joked about my posters. I laughed. "Noo. You guys are from that band...Uh.....two ways? No?" I teased. "I think she is perfect!" Louis smiled. I giggled. 2/5 of 1D were in my room. Jealous?

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