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?


3. Trouble




      I took one more glance at myself in the mirror, a smile spreading across my face.

"Hey Lindsey, your ready?" I ask her, walking out of the bathroom

"Yeah" She replied; a smile spreading across her face. We linked hands, as we walk out of our room, talking on the way. As we walk in the room, a round of whistling shot our heads up.

"You guys look...Wow" Harry says star-struck; making us chuckle. "But where exactly are you guys going, dressing mighty fine?" He says, looking us up and down, i kind of felt uncomfortable.

"To the club." Soon enough the rest of the boys came in the room.

"Did you just say 'The Club?" Niall ask

"Yeah...Why?" Lindsey ask curious

"Well, because your suppose to be 'Watching us' ...." He began air quoting the words 'Watching us' "Not going out to get laid" Okay that was it for me. From the corner of my eye, Lindsey was fuming, but i knew i had to step in.

"Listen here, my dad didn't say i have to spend all my time, watching you, he said to get you simply away from getting in-trouble with the paps, I have no idea what crawl up you pants that made you all cranky and rude, but i ain't going to stand there and watch you insult us" I screamed, they look shock, but that didn't stop him from continuing.

"Were not insulting you, were telling you the truth, I guess the Magazines were right, you are just a spoil little brat." He spatted, making me glare at him. I stepped towards him, letting go of Lindsey hands.

"You don't know me, you have no idea who i am, so don't go coming in here, calling me a brat, get to know me before calling me something I'm not."  I growled, the boys and Lindsey standing there watching the scene, the boys all had that amused look on their faces just like the one planted on his face.

"I don't need to know you, just to get how you are; People are right, your just a 'Bitch'...Daddy's little girl isn't that right?" He fired back.

"Wow you've got a-lot of nerve calling me a bitch, you've had no idea who or what I've been through and...If you want to see a bitch, you've got one, this is going to be one interesting 'Tour' ..." I winked, grabbing Lindsey as we headed out the door.

"Wow Le-Ann, am so proud of you, for finally standing up for yourself." Lindsey says, as we headed inside the taxi. I smiled at her.

"Me too, now i feel like; I've all the power in the world...Okay so not in the world" We both chuckle, the next few minutes we spent chatting, before the cab came to a halt.

        The crowd was massive, the music was booming and the guys were hot, we've been in the club for twenty minutes now, every chances i get, i use to grind on any guys, or drinking... Lindsey is probably not as drunk as I am, so she's stuck taking care of a drunken me.

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