I walk back to the dressing room plopping on the couch putting my violin away. Man, Simon is harsh on the boys. I would seriously punch him right now.
"Andy, what the hell was that about?!" Harry came in yelling at me. I looked at him straight in the eyes staying quiet. I push him back walking out running into someone. They grab my shoulders keeping me still. I look up to see Simon gazing around the room behind me.
"Let me go Simon." I take a deep breath calming myself.
"I would like to have a word with you...privately." He looked down at me.
"Simon, I don't think-" Louis softly spoke but was cut off.
"I said privately!" Simon spoke louder shooting his eyes at the boys. They all walk out in a line as Niall was the last to walk out. "Except for you." Simon grabbed Niall's arm pulling him back in as he shut the door. Niall closes his eyes putting his head down.
"Niall, you told me that Andy here was-"
"Professional!" I cut him off finishing his sentence. "Simon, Niall wanted to do something nice for me, and he did," I smile back at him, "but you being the jerk and all likes to ruin everyone's day! And before I say anything else, this is on my behalf. Niall has nothing to do with this."
"What?" Niall looked at me waiting for an answer.
"I seen you giving Niall a dirty look at the end when he was talking. That was a childish thing to do, especially you being someone that is very famous and everyone probably hates because of you being rude to contestants on X Factor. I think it's better to be honest then making stupid looks." I cross my arms waiting for him to speak.
"Well, I did not come in here to talk about what you said back there, or about you not being professional." I look at him puzzled.
"Wait, what?" I furrow my brows.
"Even though what you said was kind of not true in a way because there was a bad odor where I sat, I'll still tell you what I thought about your performance."
"So you're not mad?" Niall questions.
"No, I'm not mad. Andy, I think you did great out there, and I wanted to know if you'd like to do another opening act for the boys." He smiles. Wow. That's a first. The smile I meant.
"Okay, where's the hidden cameras?" I pull the cushions off the couch throwing them back at Niall.
"I'm being serious. I take my job seriously." Simon nods waiting for my answer.
"When and where is it?"
"It's in about a month and it's at a stadium where other singers have performed called Vista Way. It's going to be a full house and I was thinking you can be the opening act."
"I'll get back to you on it."
"Alright, just let Niall know a week before the concert. Oh and you are not to tell the boys." Simon looks Niall's way. He nods. He walks towards the door grabbing the door knob.
"Hey, before you open it..." He let's go of the knob taking a step back waiting for me. I lean against it kicking my foot on it as we hear voices groaning. I roll my eyes opening the door to see the boys on the floor holding their heads.
"Aw! My head!" They groan holding their heads.
"I'm not stupid guys. I could hear you all breathing from the other side of the door."
"How dare you Simon! Yelling at poor little Andy!" Louis stood up wrapping his arms around me.
"He didn't yell at me." I look up at him.
"Oh...okay, well my work here is done." He releases me from him arms.
"I'll see you all later." Simon walks out waving at us.
"What did he say?" Liam asks.
"He said I played good."
"That's it?" Zayn looked up at me from the ground.
"Well, that's a lot coming from Mr. Simon Cowell."
"Niall, Andy is not telling us anything...what did he really say?" Harry looked back at Niall.
"He uh...he did say that. She's telling the truth."
"I don't think that's all." Louis crosses his arms raising his eyebrows.
"I don't think you should ask more questions." I shake my fist at him.
"Whoa! Okay, okay! I get it!" Louis backs up putting his hands in the air surrendering.
"Now go get me a cake." I cross my arms.
"I don't know...you tell me." I grin.
"I don't like your sarcasm anymore." He sticks his tongue out like a child.