I Fell For The Chef's Daughter

The day I met you I knew that this was not going to be just for a day. I knew that I will see your sweet face every day, that I will know you and live with you for the rest of my life. ~ Kristi Hansel


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This was it. I was actually going on tour with my mum and One Direction; it all seems so surreal, but it isn't. This is actually happening. The two weeks have zoomed by fast, too fast for my liking, since I didn't have much time to enjoy the things I love about London. It saddens me so much that I won't be seeing London for so long, but I just remind myself that this is what's best for me.

My mum and I drive to the O2 arena, and as we do, I look out the window and take in all my surroundings, knowing that in a year's time, this will all be unfamiliar. But although leaving London saddens me, it also excites me. I haven't really been anywhere but England, and so thinking that I will get to visit all sorts of places, even just for a little bit, excites me to no ends.

During the drive, a thought comes to mind. What if the other crew or the boys don't like me? I ask myself. I turn to my mum and I ask her. "Mum, what if they don't like me? What if they don't want me to be there with them?"

She chuckles and cock my head to the side, wondering why she is laughing. "Sweetie, they will love you, believe me. Anybody who doesn't like you is an absolute lunatic. You are sweet, charming and very friendly." She turns to me briefly before putting her attention back onto the road. "Trust me, Ally. They will like you."

I just nod my head and look back out at the window.


When my mum announces that we have arrived, my heart pounds against my chest, like a lion wanting to escape its cage. Even though my mum has assured me numerous times that I will be liked by the others, I'm still nervous about how they will actually react.

I feel like a new kid right now. I feel like I'm about to go to a new school and I'm deathly afraid of how everybody will think of me. Ugh, I hate feeling this way.

My mum and I head to the boot of the car and grab our luggage. My mum advised me to pack a decent amount of clothes, as we don't want to add excess baggage. She closes the boot and locks the car. We walk out of the car park and leave our car key with the guard of the car park. My mum told me that all the crew members that were driving to the arena, would have to leave their cars at the car park and leave it there till we get back from the tour. My mum decided that it would be best to do that, instead of commuting to the venue or reserving a driver and car.

Instead of heading straight to the entrance, my mum leads me at the back of the arena and when she sees the confusion on my face, she speaks.

"Were dropping off our luggage onto a coach, and then that coach will take it to the airport to fly it to the tour's next stop. The crew's luggage needs to be shipped first and then the boys' just take their own luggage with them." I nod at her words and then continue to walk at the back of the arena. Once we do reach the back, I see two big coaches parked.

My mum and I head to the first coach and hand the man waiting our luggage. We say our thank you's and my mum leads me to the back entrance.

"Come on now. I want you to meet everybody." She smiles and I return a nervous one.

As soon as we're in, my hands begin to get clammy and my eyes widen at how huge the stage is. I look behind and around me, and I was just in awe. How can they perform in front of this many people?! It just seems so nerve-wracking and overwhelming to see this many seats and that big of a stage.

"It's huge isn't it?" I hear my mum say.

I nod my head, still in awe. She takes my hand in hers and leads me towards the stage and we go around it; we enter a small opening with a sign Crew Only hanging above it, and we head down a long hall. My mum stops at the very last door, where I hear laughing and chatting from. My mum enters the room and pulls me along with her. A series of 'hey sarah's' came, and when their eyes landed on me, I felt my heart stop at my nervousness.

"Oi! You're Ally!" A purple-haired woman yells and walks over to me. She reels me in for a hug and I hug her back. "I'm Lou, the hair stylist." She says as she pulls away from me. A small smile tugs at my lips at her warm welcome.

A few others come up to me and hug me and tell me how much they've heard about me from my mum. After the all the introductions and warm welcomes, my mum and I sit down on the couch where Lou is sitting.

We all talk for a while and get to know each other when my mum pipes up. "Well, I need to go check on my team, I'll be back in a jiffy." I look up at her wearing a worried expression. She notices and leans down to my ear. "You'll be fine, love." She squeezes my arm reassuringly and exits the room. I turn back to the group of people sitting around me and smile nervously.

"So, Ally," Luke begins. "Do you have a boyfriend?" When he mention the word 'boyfriend' my heart tightens, but I then mentally slap myself and later hide the hurt. I flash Luke a forced smile and chuckle.

"No, no I don't." I reply.

Luke smiles and leans back on the couch. "Good, then I don't have to hold back then."

As a result of his response, he gets smacked at the back of his head by Ashton. "She hasn't been around us for a day and you're already flirting with her."

The group laugh and I laugh along with them. Luke looks back at his band mate. "I was joking!"

We continue to laugh and talk, when the group turns their attention to the door and multiple hey's have been thrown at the people who have just entered. I turn around and low-and-behold, One Direction is filing into the room.

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