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.


42. Chapter 42

"Wake up!" Niall shouts, once again smacking me with the pillow. I groan putting a pillow over my face. "You're not sleeping all day!" He smacks me again.

"That's it! No one interrupts my sleeping time!" I sit up smacking Niall with the pillow knocking him over onto the ground. Oops.

"Aw Andy!" He mutters sitting up again.

"Don't mess with me in the morning." I growl.

"Okay, now I know." He chuckles. He sits up on the edge of my bed.

"Where's the girls?" I look around.

"They went out with the guys. And well, it's just us four."

"Four?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Uh, Liam and Sophia's ship sank." He whispers.

"Whoa. All of a sudden on tour?" He nods.

"When she leaves, he said it's going to be a hard long distance relationship, so he talked to her early this morning about it and she took the next available flight back home. But their still cool and friends and all. No hard feelings." He explains.

 Wow. I can't believe they split. And right after they kick their tour off. I'm trying to decide if I should feel sorry or happy for them. Maybe it was the best thing? I'll leave Liam alone till he seems to be normal I guess.

"So they left us here? All alone?" I bite my lip worriedly, thinking about the news Simon has in store for Harry and Niall this morning.

"Yeah? It's not like it's the first time we were alone." He laughs.

Well it's a first to be in a fake relationship for me, and that's for sure. "I know." I shrugged.

"Oh look, bed head is awake." Harry leans against the doorway.

"Oh shut it Styles, like your hair isn't bed head when you go out."

"Sometimes it is." He mumbles.

"Well, eat breakfast without us, Andy. We're having a short meeting with Simon over Skype." Niall jumps off the bed starting to walk out.

"Uh, okay." I tried swallowing the lump in my throat. They walk out of my room going into their's shutting the door behind them.

 I walk over to the kitchen getting a cereal box out followed by a bowl and milk. I sit at the table staring down at the empty bowl. Urg. I don't feel like eating. I stand up taking the things back to where they belonged.

"Hey Andy." I turn back to see a shirtless Liam walk in with bed head.

"Morning Liam." I smile and return to my stool.

"How was your night?" He serves himself tea. Oh those British people. I quietly chuckle to myself.

"Alright I guess." I shrug.

"That's good." He sits across me taking a sip from his drink.

 I glance up at Niall and Harry's room thinking. Should I? Before I could think, my legs carry me towards the room. I knock on the door slowly opening it. I peek my head in to see Harry and Niall talking to Simon.

"Oh look who's arrived." Simon points me out making the boys turn back to me.

"Andy, we're having a private meeting with-"

"No it's okay, Harry. I actually need to talk to the three of you." It stood quiet as Niall and Harry exchanged looks.

"So what do you need to talk about?" Niall asks.

"Well to just come out, one of you are going to be in a fake relationship with Andy."

"What?" Harry's eyes widen.

"How'd you manage Andy to get in a fake relationship with one of us?" Niall looks back at me.

"The contract." I sighed.

"And she gets to choose who she wants to be with.'"

"How about one of them volunteers?" I suggest.

"Okay, boys?"

They both look at each other, then look at me every few seconds. It's like they're using body language. I wonder what they're saying.

"We're not choosing." Harry looks back at Simon.

"Okay then, I'll choose." Simon pauses, glancing back and forth at them. 


"So how long is this lasting?" Harry asks.

"Until I say so." He shrugs.

"Mhm. And how many times do you want us to go out in public?"

"Once a week at least or when there's free time."

"And why are you asking all these questions?" I turn towards him.

"Can't I know how long it's going to last with snobby?"

"Excuse me?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Oh, I mean the annoying freak that's been following us."

"Har- what are you saying? You don't want me around anymore? Is that it? Simon, forget that contract because with Harry acting like a butt head, I'm not staying." I barge out of the room filled with anger.

What the hell did I do to make him mean all of sudden? I haven't said anything. He was fine in the morning, or at least that's what I thought.

"Wait up Andy!" I hear Harry shout. I ignore him walking to my room. He grabs me by the arm holding me still.

"Get your hands off me, Styles!" I slap his hands away.

"Andy just listen to me for a second."

"Okay,'re done." I start to walk again, but he stops me.

"What I meant was listen to me at this moment. I was only acting like that because I know you don't want to be in a 'relationship' with one of us."

"Okay, so how is this going to work out with me and Niall?"

"Yeah, I just planned it out for myself. Sorry."

"Oh great." I groan.

"Let's go back and see what Simon has to say." We walk back to the room sitting on opposite sides of Niall.

"So are you two done acting?" Simon breaks the silence.

"I'm not talking to her."

"And I'm not talking to him." I face to the side crossing my arms.

"We heard you two talking across the way. I'm not deaf." Simon grins.

"Hey look genius, you're an idiot!" I turn to Harry as he sticks his tongue out at me.

"So how about we shorten practice and you two can go out?"

"Hey if it gets me out of practice for a while, I'm all ears." I put my feet up on the table.

"Andy, lady like." Simon says in a serious voice.

"Ugh." I put my feet down slouching down.

"Okay you two, go have fun. Niall, go do whatever you want."

"Alright bye Simon!" Niall ends the call running out.

"What do you think he's going to do?" I turn to Harry.

"Probably eat the whole kitchen." He chuckles. He extends his hand out to me offering his hand. "Might as well since we're a couple."

"Technically we're not a couple yet." I get myself up walking out to my room.

"Hey, can I join you?" He wiggles his eyebrows.

"Uh, let me!" I slam the door on his face. I dress out of my pajamas and into one of the outfits Simon had bought. I put my things away and walk out to the kitchen to see everyone was back.

"Oh hey guys." I slightly wave.

"Okay, we'll see you all later. We're going out." Harry walks pass me to the door.

 Eleanor looks my way with a questioning look. I nodded knowing what she was going to ask. She quickly walks up to me pulling me down to the room. Perrie follows behind us into the room shutting the door behind her.

"Why didn't you tell us?!" Eleanor squeals.

"Because we're just going out technically as friends."

"But technically you two are going out on a date." She grins.

"Ugh, what do you want to do?" I mumble.

 They shuffle around the room sitting me on a chair in front of the mirror. They dab powder on my face, followed by eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, blush, and lipstick. It feels gross on my face. I don't even know how to describe it. It's sorta itchy.

"Just one more thing." Perrie turns to me with earrings.

"Whoa! Hold it there popstar! My ears aren't pierced!" I back away slapping her hand.

"I guess we're going to have to take you to get them pierced."

"No! I don't want to pierce my body at all!"

"Well you're going to need to wear earrings soon." Eleanor points out.

"Isn't there fake earrings?"

"Well I guess we could use that." Eleanor pouts crossing her arms over her chest.

"I'll get some while I'm out with Harry." I stand up looking in the mirror. Wow. Even with a bit of makeup on I look different and with nicer clothes.

"Thank you guys." I smile back at them.

"Run along now." Eleanor pushes me out of the room.

I walk on out to the others to see them having a little chat. Harry looks up at me smiling. He walks over to me putting his arm around my waist.

"Uh, we're going out now." I break the silence.

"Okay! See you two lovebirds later!" Louis shouts. I look back at him sticking my tongue out.

 We walk out to the car getting in. I buckle myself up waiting for the driver to take off. He looks back at us asking where we were going. Harry tells him and we soon take off.

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