Simon's Daughter-Completed

Everyone Knows Le-Ann Marie Cowell...Wrong!. Everyone thinks she's Simon's daughter, she's a spoiled little brat, But all Le-Ann wants is for people to see her, not because she's the daughter of a Millionaire. So what happens, when Simon forces her to go on tour with One Direction. These boys haven't really met Le-Ann only what they've heard on T.V or Magazine, will they see the real 'Her? Will she handle all the drama well or will she hit the breaking point? And more importantly will love blossom?


4. Trouble part-2




         I woke up 4:00 o'clock in the morning, my head was pounding, memory from last night in the club was a blur, all i remember was having that fight with Him. Which reminds me, they've got to be early for rehearsal, since today is their first concert. Time to cause some Mischievous. First I went into Niall's Room, sneaking in quietly..

"You know am already awake, sweetie.." He says, sitting up on his bed. Crap!

"Well then...Wait why are you up early?" I ask curious.

"I couldn't sleep okay..." He spatted

"Look, i didn't come here for you to yell at me."

"Sorry..." He mumbled, I rolled my eyes, before storming out the door. Next Person Louis. I did the same thing, sneaking into his room, a light snore coming out of him. I grab one of the water balloons in the bucket, stepping back; before chugging it at him. He screamed, making run out of the room. Now it was Liam's Turn...He was the only one nice to us, but at the same time he didn't say anything when me and his buddy was arguing. I walk into his room, he looked so peaceful, eh what the heck, I slap him hard on the face, he screeched; which made me feel bad.

"What the hell was that for.." He yelled.

"You have to be at the studio early, so am waking you up." I reply coolly

"Well, you could have just shaken me, instead of slapping me." He says, rubbing his cheeks.

"I could...But i didn't want to." I say as i began walking out the door.

"Zayn was right, you are a 'Bitch' " He says. That hurts; seems like am not wanted here, and I've only been here for a day and a half. I shook the thought out, walking into Harry's room. Grabbing the Cold water balloon, I Stepped back watching, before launching the cold water onto him, making him screamed, again I ran out the door, before running into Zayn's Room, crashing into a wet body.

"Ah.." I screamed realizing it's Him...He was wet from head to toe, he had a perfect toned body, his abs clearly visible, just making me want him..Wait what.. I looked him up and down once more, to see his 'Man-Hood' "Ahh" I screamed jumping away from him.

"What the hell are you doing here." He screamed, snapping me out of reality.

"I came here to wake you up, you have an early practice" I choke out, he had a stupid grin on his face, making me give him an confuse look.

"You like what you see..." His smirk growing wider. I rolled my eyes

"Not even...I've seen bigger." I smirk, of course I was kidding, am still a virgin. His smirk drop quickly.

"Of course you are, another thing to your growing list..." He says

"And what will that be.?"

"We already established this, but clearly you need a reminder...Your a spoiled little bratty bitch, and Now a whore." He says, my eyes widen, a tear slip down my face.

"Le-Ann am so-" I didn't let him finish, as I ran out of his room, sobbing as I ran past the boys.

"Le-Ann wha-" I ignore the boys, grabbing a random jacket before running out the door.



                                                                                    Lindsey P.O.V


"What the hell have you fucking idiotic dudes done to make my best-friend cry.?" I screamed at five idiots in-front of me.

"We didn't do shit, I simply told her her she is a spoiled bratty bitch and a whore." Zayn says coolly

"Look here, My Best-Friend might be the daughter of a 'Millionaire' but she's been through alot, growing up without a mother, and for your father to be always busy, barely paying attention to you, she always forgave him, no matter what he said out of line to her, do you think she likes to be called a 'Spoiled little Brat' No because that's not her, she's the sweetest most kindest caring and patient person, you'll ever meet, so don't go walking around thinking you are mighty high and judge her by what you heard on the T.V or fucking Magazines..." I yelled, the tears sprinting down my face. "And i thought, you guys were suppose to be my role models, but turns out your all a bunch of jerks." I say, as their faces look shock, I walk into my room, slamming the door, as I sobbed onto the pillow.


"Lindsey can i please come in?" I heard Harry's voice.. I said nothing, but i felt movement on the bed.

"Look were sorry, well I don't know about Zayn... But the rest of us are very sorry, we didn't mean to make you guys feel unwelcome, its just, we've heard so many rumors, and we were just scared that you guys were one of those people who act like they like us, but in the end they sell all rumors to the paps." He explained, i sat up straighter, placing the pillow on my lap.

"Look, you guys could have at least told us, we would have understand, not make us feel like shit all the time, were actually a fan of you guys, but not the crazy typed..Okay, it just hurts when people think were some kind of spoil little Kids, cause were really not.." I explain, laying my head on his chest, as he stroke my head. "Sorry, i got your shirt all wet..."

He chuckled. "It's alright, but i want you too stop crying...Nothing hurts me more than seeing a beautiful girl cry...he explained." I smiled, my cheeks warming up

"Oh Harry! how many times have you use that one?" I ask and he smiled at me.

"Actually, your the first girl, I've said that too, and it's true." He says, seriously, my cheeks turn a darker shade of red.


"You welcome, I'll leave you alone...Niall, Lou and Liam went out to look for her, Zayn locked himself in his room, he probably feels guilty now."

"That bastard better feel guilty...Hopefully she doesn't get hurt out there." I say and Harry hugs me tighter, I know I've only know him for a day and a half but, when am with him or around him, I feel safe around him. "Thanks again Harry, your not so bad after all.." I say, and he smiles deeper at me, his cheeks going deeper of red. Wow I made Harold Edward Styles Blush.

"Neither are you.." He smiled cheekily at me, before kissing the top of my head, and then walking out...A smile plaster on my face, he kiss me..Well my head, but Now I've got to find my phone, so I can start calling Le-Ann.. God Please Let Her Be Okay.

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