Counting My Wishes

I'm just an average girl that is sarcastic, funny, and always being myself. I'm not the typical girl you would think I am. I don't go crazy for the new fashion lines that girls wear, or go crazy over annoying boy bands. Just one of those...what would you call it? Tomboys. That's it. I never thought in a million years that something so little like a piece of paper would come into my life and change it entirely. I never wanted anything to do with One Direction. Life decides to throw stuff at you and you usually don't get what you want, am I right? Well, it happen to me... Copyright Shyviolin. Please no duplicating.


34. Chapter 34

"Psst. Andy...Andy wake up." I slowly open my eyes to see Harry nudging at me.

"What?" I groan sitting up.

"Are you ready for the L.A. adventure?"

"I don't want to go out today." I put my pillow over my face laying back down. I've never felt so jet lagged before. How are they not tired?

"C'mon, we could go sightseeing, or walk around in Hollywood, or just do something fun at least." He lays on top of my back.

"Get your body off my back! You weigh like a thousand pounds!" I try getting up, but face plant back on my pillow.

"We could eat at different restaurants!" Niall chimes in.

"Niall, we are not going to eat all day." Harry sits up looking his way.

"Please?" Harry gives me puppy eyes, butting his lip out. I sit up again, grabbing my pillow and whacking him with it knocking him over.

"Ow! You're a feisty one." Harry rubs his head.

"I wanna sleep." I frown.

"Niall..." Harry looks at Niall as they both nod. Harry grabs my right leg, while Niall grabs my left leg dragging me off the bed onto the floor. They pull me out of the room outside in the backyard. They release me and look down on me.

"Thanks. I always thought the grass was softer." I turn to my side closing my eyes.

"Are you kidding me?!" Harry shouts.

"Dude shut up! You'll wake the neighbors up!" I whisper loudly.

"Niall plan B." I suddenly feel arms wrap around my waist and thighs lifting me off the ground. I open one eye to see Harry carrying me.

"Where are you taking me?" I cover my mouth yawning.

"Inside the house to your parents."

"They're not my parents." I cross my arms.

"Then what are they?" He looks down at me.

"Liars, alcoholics, psychos, traders, idiots-"

"Andy don't say that." He settles me down on the patio steps sitting next to me as Niall sat at my other side.

"I'm not gonna lie to you guys. I mean, what you're both seeing right now is an act. They want me to comeback and live here, but all that's going to happen is my dad will drink again, my mom will quit her job and yada, yada, yada..."

"Well you never know." Niall looks down at the ground rubbing his chin.

"Are you saying I should move back here?"

"No, not necessarily. I'm just saying give them a chance to make it up to you."

"Hmmm...I wonder what happened the last time you told me that. Oh wait, Ingrid left with my money!" I shout.

"I think you should give them a chance." Harry puts his hand on my knee looking up at me.

I wish they didn't talk about my relationship with my parents.


"Let's just forget about this talk and go out." I sigh getting up, walking back inside the back house.


  It's already evening and we've done a lot. We ate, went to the movies, then walked around in Hollywood, shopped for the boys, then ate again, and now we are here to see Simon here in L.A. for a meeting.

"What do you think?" Niall looked my way.

"About what? I wasn't listening." I look up at them from my hands.

"You really can't expect Andy to listen much." Harry chuckles.

"I'm sorry guys, I've just had things spinning in my head for a while now that I can't focus." I shake my head.

"Well anyways, I was thinking that I can send you to a couple places where the boys are touring and be an opening act." I'm guessing Simon told Harry about me doing an opening act for them again in less than a month.

"Wait, seriously? I'm not even like...I don't even know what I'm saying right now. I'm lost at words." Wow. Tour with the boys in some cities. How is this possible anyways? "Is this even possible? Having just some random girl perform that's not even signed to a record label? Sorry, I don't understand the music business much."

"Well I made it possible, right?" Simon looks at me nodding.

"Yeah, I guess you did, but what's in it for me?" I cross my arms.

"What? You want me to bribe you?"

"Oh yes, I want to be paid to tour with the boys," I roll my eyes, "what I meant was, what are the positives of going to perform wherever they may be at?"

"Well, you get to travel around the world, hotel, plane ride, and food is covered, and probably get noticed."

"Well what about all of that stuff that happened before? The rumors of the Niady and Hardy, and not to mention I was mentioned on those celebrity update shows on TV, me 'reuniting' with the boys after 5 months, and other stuff we may not know about that's going around? I've been noticed, but probably not in a good way."

"As long as nothing serious that will cause the boys careers, it'll be fine to go with them."

"So I'm being used for publicity?"

"Well if you ever think about being signed to a record label, you might have your chance." Simon rubs his chin.

"Look, I doubt people will listen to my music, but I'll do it for the adventure."

"Okay, let me go get the contract." Simon walks out of the office.

"I'm being used." I quickly say after Simon leaves, looking at the boys.

"No you're- okay you are." Harry confesses.

"Why is Simon lying? I would of said yes anyways. Traveling around the world is already a positive side of it. I'll take that any day."

"Just be careful what you sign for when he comes back with the contract." Niall mutters.

"Okay, I am back with the contract." Simon places the paper in front of me. Let's see, blah, blah, blah, this and that is covered, have practice 5 hours a day before concert, get a break from performing for up to two days in the city. I think I've read everything important.

  I take the pen from Simon placing the point on the paper. Niall interrupts me by coughing. I glance up at him as he reminds me about what he said. I have nothing to worry about this adventure, right? I sign my name and hand Simon back the pen and paper as he puts it in his drawer.

"Well thank you for your time. I'll be seeing you all in a week." Simon stands to his feet leading us outside of his office. "Start packing Andy! First concert, you're going to be opening act!"

"So soon?" I look towards the boys way. 

"I guess he wants to give the audience a treat before we perform." He shrugs. We walk out to Harry's car and head back to the house.

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