My Uncle's Rules

A Young girl named Rose finds out her mother is One Direction's wordrobe manager/ Make-up stylist. Her mother has planned for her to come with them on tour. Her mother gets sick and has Rose take over the job with her Strict Uncle, Simon Cowell, watching her every move. He gives her the stupidest rules that she must follow. The number one being "Don't get involved with the boys!". She is overtaken by Uncle Simon's ridiculous rules and decides that rules are ment to be broken, right?


26. Studio

We were driving for quite some time now since our hotel was in the middle of nowhere and the studio was a while away. We were now 15 minutes late and knew we were in some trouble. Zayn cranked up the music and the sound came druming through the radio. Louis who was driving pulled down the windows letting the air rush through. My hair was blowing like crazy. The next song that came on was One Thing. We all looked at eachother in shock and screamed the lyrics as loud as our voices would let us. I sat by Niall. Before we got into the car Niall and I had a short conversation that kind of ment we were dating. Not completely but kind of. That's why I wasn't suprised when everyone stopped singing and Niall looked straight into my eyes. ''Get out, get out , get out of my head and fall into my arms instead.'' Niall sang Liams solo to me. Then he softly planted his lips on mine and pulled away. He was turning away when I cupped his face and smashed my lips against his. Our lips danced then the music turned off. We looked to see who turned it off and saw all he boys looking at us. Some in 'awee' while others looked disterbed out of their minds. Harry on the other hand was shocked. He showed no expression. Then he slowly changed to anger. ''Sorry.'' I said and blushed. Niall blushed too but he looked away. Liam coughed breaking the silence. ''So you two are together huh?'' He asked nuging my sholder from the opposite side Niall was on and a sneaky smirk was plastered on his face. I looked up at Niall to answer. He looked at me and we coversed it through our eyes then Niall spoke.''i guess so.'' He said and blushed while smiling like a fool. So adorable. ''Awee! Boo bear remember our first kiss?'' Louis awed to Harry. ''Yes. Like it was yesterday. We were at the x factor when Niall charged at me sending me flying into you and your lips landed on my cheek.'' Harry said gazing up at the sky. We all erupted into hysterics. A little while after I found Niall's arm around me. This was perfect. The car slowed down and . Saw what must be the studio ahead of us. The car came to a stop in a driveway covered in stones. We all got out and walked towards thew door. When we entered we saw Uncle Simon standing by the window tapping his foot impatiantly. He saw us and was full of anger. ''What the hell took you guys so long? Your fourty-five minutes late! Do you know how worried sick I've been?'' Uncle Simon yells. And looks down at me and Niall holding hands. Oh no. Were holding hands! I quickly shove his hand away and look at Simon who is outraged. ''No, no ,no, no, no. This is not happening.'' He mumbles to himself and places his finger and thumb between his eyes. ''What?'' Harry asked. ''Just go. Can you please just go in the studio?! '' He said trying to control his anger. We stood their questionably. ''Now?!'' He spat at the boys. I sat in the room outside the glass room where I could see the boys from every angle. I looked at Niall mostly. I examined his features. His blue eyes and nose. His blonde hair that got darker at the roots. The way his jawline made me melt. And his laugh that I treasured so dearly. They began to sing More Than This. I watched them all as they sang. I sat next to the studio artist and he had given me a pair of head phones to listen to them sing. Harry sang the song to me. I could tell. The way his body faced me. The way he stared into my eyes. He lived the words. ''When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight. It just wont feel right. Cause I can love you more than this. Yeah. When he lays you down I might just die inside. It just won't feel right. Cause I can love you more than this. Love you more than this.'' He sang so intently. His voice so soft and steady but his expression said otherwise as I saw a tear roll down his cheek. I felt a knot in my throat and thought I would cry along with him. I switched some switches so I could only hear the voice of my Irish boyfriend. I looked down and swollowed hard making the knot dissapear. He wasn't singing to me. He was singing for me. He made sure to hit all the notes to show off. It was kind of cute. I smiled at this and he winked back and i melted inside. I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Uncle Simon. I pulled the headphones down and they swung about on my neck. ''Yes?'' I asked. ''Can I talk to you please?'' He answered. Great. More drama.
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