I watched as Niall strummed the notes to Live While We're Young on his guitar. The only thing that I kept thinking about was Lily and the video she posted. I was so confused why she would do that. Not interested? I mean, I guess it would keep the paparazzi off our backs for a while, but what if something else started?
"HARRY!" Liam shouted for what I believe was the third time.
"What?" I asked, snapping back to the present.
"You didn't sing?"
Shit, I had missed my cue. "Sorry, Li."
"Take it from the chorus," he told Niall.
Niall began strumming the notes again, and I went back to my thoughts. Lily was just... perfect? Maybe that's not the right word. I wanted to meet her, but what if she didn't want to meet me? I know she's a One Direction fan, but what if she changed after what the boys said?
"Harry, is something wrong?" Liam asked as a questionable look appeared on his face.
Shit, I'd done it again. I tried looking for a lame excuse that the boys would buy. "Sorry, I'm just... tired," I replied, slightly stuttering.
"Harry, you know you can talk to us about anything," Zayn responded, looking up at me.
"Zayn, I'm fine. I just need food." I got up and started going up the stairs when I heard Niall's voice call after me.
"FINALLY! SOMEONE IS RUBBING OFF ON ME!!"
I chuckled as I walked up the stairs to the kitchen, hoping to find something decent to eat in the house.
I heard the heels of my shoes echo as I walked into the Jack Wills Modeling Studio with Megan right next to me. I was shaking so bad. Even though I'd been here before, I was finally going to meet Alex, the owner of the whole company. I was hoping she'd take it easy on me, but from what I'd heard, she wasn't the nicest person, and I was scared on that note.
"Ready to meet the boss?"
I looked at Megan and slightly nodded, my voice too weak to speak.
"You'll be fine, Lil! I promise. I know it's scary, but being in a magazine is a good sign, especially since you've never even met her!"
Megan grabbed my arm and led me to a wooden door. On it there was a small black sign that said Miss Alex Wood. She knocked and almost instantly we heard a deep, unpleasant, female voice.
"Enter," was all it said.
Megan opened the door and dragged me inside. It was a rather small office, walls and floor pure white. In the middle sat a large wooden desk with a lady at it, probably in her mid-fifties, with paint-black hair and a yellow top.
"Ah, Megan. Come in, come in."
"Miss Alex, this is your new employee, Lily."
I smiled at Alex, not knowing how else to greet her. She didn't look like she was in the mood for a handshake.
"Ah, hello. It's Matthews, right?"
"Yes, ma'am," I responded, still shaking a bit.
"Sit," she offered me one of the two chairs in front of her desk. "Megan, leave."
"Yes, Miss Alex." Megan quickly shut the door behind her, leaving Alex and I alone together.
"Now, as you may heard, my name is Alex Wood; I am the company owner of the Jack Wills Modeling Company. You are to call me Miss Alex, nothing more, nothing less, understand?"
"Yes, Miss Alex." I'm not gonna lie, she scared me, a lot.
She gave me a quick smirk. "Very good. Now is this your first actual job?"
"Yes, and I am extremely excited for this one because I know it’s going to bring me loads of opportunities." I had babysat for some kids in our neighborhood back home, but I didn't count it as a real job. I had never needed a job because my parents both worked full time, and we always had enough money to live off of.
"Well, I can assure you that you will find this job very fun and enjoyable," she began. "That is, if you follow the rules and such. You must always be on time and never give the costume fitters any trouble at all. If there is a problem you come to me. If you complain or are rude to my costume fitters you are refraining yourself from going to the modeling show in New York City."
Alex stood up, took me by the arm, stood me up, and began walking me towards the door.
"Anyone else who refuses to follow the rules will be refraining themselves as well."
She handed me a small blue book that said Jack Wills Rule Book on it.
"This is a book of all the rules. Read it and understand it. Memorize and learn it, and have a good day!"
She quickly pushed me out the door and slammed it behind me. I was so confused, was she in a hurry? I looked at the door one last time and ran off to find Megan, hoping she could explain Miss Alex's actions to me.
I sat in our kitchen eating a taco, which honestly was probably the healthiest thing in the house. I heard footsteps and, one by one, Niall, Louis, Zayn, and Liam all appeared in front of me.
"Harry, listen. We’re really sorry about what happened the other day," Niall began.
"Liam just explained everything to us... We didn't realize you really wanted a relationship with her," Zayn finished.
"We can go to Youtube and request any video with the twitcam on it gets deleted," Louis suggested.
"Ooo, food!" Niall grabbed one of the tacos off of my plate and took a huge bite out of it while the rest of us just stared at him. "I'm sorry I can't resist!" He exclaimed, hugging the taco.
"I'm just going to pretend I didn't see that," Liam said, quickly turning away from Niall.
"It doesn’t matter about the video guys, it happened. We can’t redo it," I said, secretly wishing I could go back in time and fix everything that's happened.
"So... you're not mad?" Louis questioned.
"OF COURSE I’M MAD!! YOU GUYS THINK YOU CAN JUST COME IN HERE AND MAKE A VIDEO SAYING HOW MUCH I LIKE A GIRL, PUT IT ON YOUTUBE, AND EXPECT ME TO FORGIVE YOU FOR IT AFTER A MILLION FANS SEE IT??" I screamed.
A tear rolled down Louis' cheek. "Haz... I'm sorry..."
"NO, SORRY DOESN’T CUT IT THIS TIME, LOU! WE CAN’T CHANGE IT AND IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!"
Louis looked at me with puppy dog eyes as he began to cry. Almost instantly, Liam climbed into our mini-fight and tried to settle things.
"Maybe we can change it," he began.
"Oh no..." Niall's face turned to worry.
"One of us could go to the modeling studio, right? And then we could-"
"No! We need to break into the modeling studio-" Niall interrupted.
"No! We’re One Direction! We can’t just go off doing something illegal!" Zayn said, cutting both of them off.
"We've done a lot of illegal things," Liam stated.
The four of us turned and looked at him with pure confusion.
"We have...?" Niall asked, biting his lip nervously.
"Nah, I just wanted to hear myself say that. Plus, breaking in somewhere isn’t illegal."
"And even if it was, anything’s legal when the police aren’t around.." Niall said, which was pretty much true.
"No! We could get thrown in jail for it!" Zayn stated nervously.
I cut Niall off. "NO! I don’t want to go off causing any trouble! I think she’d appreciate us if we didn’t."
"You can't read her mind Harry," Louis began. "Maybe she wants us to cause trouble!" At this point I knew he was just trying to piss me off.
I was so sick of his attitude. "What's your problem?!"
"My problem?! MY PROBLEM?! YOU'RE NOT MAKING ANY SENSE!" He screamed at me.
"Yeah, totally," I said sarcastically.
"You don't have a fucking point! It makes no sense!"
"My point is that nobody cares about the relationship of the band anymore and now my life is ruined, thanks to you, Niall, and Zayn!" I stormed out of the room to my own bedroom and slammed the door. I jumped on my bed face down and began crying. Hard. Louis and I would no longer be friends, and at that moment I heard my heart break.
I comforted Louis as he sat on our couch, crying his little heart out. He was closest to Harry out of the five of us, and I had a feeling him and Harry wouldn't be the same for a while.
"I can't believe him... he's turned into a monster!" Louis cried, tears spilling out all over my shirt as he laid his head on my shoulder. I patted his back and told him it was all going to be alright, but he shook his head saying it wouldn't be.
Minutes later, the doorbell rang. I gave Louis some tissues to dry his eyes with, and me, him, Niall, and Zayn all went over to the door. I opened it to find about twenty or so men with cameras all over our front lawn with a news lady standing on our porch.
"Ah crap. Don't we ever get a break?" I asked.
The news lady turned to one of the cameras, held up a microphone, and began talking. "Hello I’m Jennifer Perry with your latest Pop! News! Right now we are here live at One Direction’s front door with the boys! How are you guys today?"
"Uhm... How'd you get here?" I asked, avoiding her question.
Of course Niall, who was always too nice to the paparazzi, answered Jennifer's question. "I'm fine, thank you."
Jennifer smiled at Niall, then turned and gave me a small death stare, and finally turned back to the camera. "So, where's Harry?" She asked.
"I dunno, ma'am. He kinda left..." Niall stated. I was literally about to strangle him.
"Left? Are you guys breaking up?" She questioned, pushing the mic into Niall's face.
"What? No!" I exclaimed, backing myself away from the commotion.
"Then where did he go?" She asked. Man, this girl was nosy.
Niall finished the rest of the taco he had been holding and turned to Jennifer. "Do you have any more food?" He asked.
Niall, I swear to God.
"No, I'm sorry," Jennifer replied.
"Damn!" He said as he started pouting like a five-year old.
"Well, thanks for stopping by. Hope you have a nice day," I said, backing the boys away from the door and slamming the door in Jennifer's face. "Harry better thank me for saving his ass back there," I said, feeling all heroic.
"ARE YOU A MADMAN?!" Niall screamed.
"What?! All I said to her was to have a nice day!"
"While slamming the door in her face," Zayn concluded.
"Yeah, you know what the paps can do to us!" Louis exclaimed.
"Don’t worry, I’ll just tweet the fans letting them know about them, it'll be alright." I pulled out my phone and jumped onto the couch, tapping on the twitter icon.
I heard footsteps coming towards us to find Harry running down the stairs. His eyes were all puffy, and we all knew he had been crying.
"Liam, you're not a madman, are you?"
"What?!" I was confused on why everyone kept asking me this.
"Turn on channel six."
I grabbed the remote and turned to the channel. Jennifer Perry appeared on the screen, apparently still in front of our house.
"...and just seconds ago we were at One Direction’s front door and we asked Liam Payne a simple question and he started yelling at us!" She concluded.
"I didn't yell!" I was beyond pissed at this point.
"Reports also say One Direction is breaking up because Harry Styles supposedly left the band right before we got to the scene," she continued.
Niall appeared on the screen. "I dunno, ma'am. He kinda left..."
Niall stared aimlessly at the TV, and I had a strong feeling he wanted to hit himself.
"Also, some romance in the air? Who is the "Lily" Harry Styles is after? Is it because she’s a Jack Wills model? Or is he just doing it just to get another girlfriend?"
Harry's face grew with anger, and he took a pillow and violently threw it at the TV.
"NO!" He screamed.
I quickly shut the TV off, scared by Harry's actions, but more scared at what Jennifer Perry was going to do to us next.