By Friday morning, I'm extremely tired, and the others start to notice. I don't think that Ashton's told the boys about us going out every night, and I haven't told anyone either. I like that we've been having our own time together, getting to know each other one on one, even if it's compromising my sleep schedule. Although, Luke knows. I still have just as much homework as before to do, so I can't slip in a nap here or there after school, but I'm awake until nearly three in the morning every night and wake back up at six for school.
So, on Friday at lunch, when I'm not eating my food and half passed out on the table, Mikey says, "Alright, what's been going on with you, Liliana?"
"What? Nothing at all. Just really tired." I yawn loudly, and place my head in my arms, feeling my heavy eyelids droop over my eyes.
"You've been like this all week, Lil," Kara says, and I roll my eyes inwardly, groaning at her.
I sit up and tell her that I'm fine, but Luke gives me a knowing look. On Wednesday night when I was sneaking out, Luke had just happened to look out of his window and saw Ashton parked outside. Naturally, he came out as well. I crawled down the trellis as I had been for two nights and had to smile embarrassingly when Luke said, "Well, well, well. Looks like Princess is out here breaking rules. Sneaking off with her boyfriend."
Ashton, of course, got quite embarrassed by this, and his face turned a deep shade of red that was visible under the street lights. "We're, uh, not dating."
"But she's sneaking out to see you," Luke pointed out to Ashton, an amused smile dancing on his lips. He turned to me, "And here, I thought you were a good girl."
"Oh, forget about that, Luke. No girls are good girls. The good ones, like me, just haven't been caught yet."
He's the one who pulls me from that thought. "Liliana is probably just having some late nights," he suggests.
Calum sighs, "Luke, I know you're not in the honors classes, but I'm doing great and I don't look like I've been getting four hours of sleep a night." Three, I think to myself.
"Well, maybe she's not studying," Luke laughs, and everyone glances at him. Meanwhile, I've pulled out my laptop to check for the email that I've been waiting for. While it slowly loads, because the school wifi is terrible, Luke adds, "And why are you always on that damned laptop?"
"Yeah, seriously, Lily. When did you become so secretive?" Mikey asks, laughing.
But I don't have time to respond, because there is an email in my folder from firstname.lastname@example.org.
Thank you so much for getting in touch with me! I had noticed Louis' tweet about these boys, but had no other knowledge of them existing- I'll admit, I didn't actually watch the video myself. Otherwise, the boys here- Harry, Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn, that is, love Five Second of Summer. However, in order for any sort of deal to happen, Simon would need to approve of them.
This is the reason that it's taken me so long to reply, but I've taken care of everything necessary. I've spoken with Simon and he would like to hear an actual demo produced by these boys. Three original songs on a CD and would like to meet with you and the boys to hear it in person on December 28th, which we assumed would be a good day for all of you, since you will not be in school for the Holidays, because as you had mentioned, most of you are still in school.
Attached are the necessary things to bring, and the flight tickets, which have already been purchased. Simon has arranged for two hotel rooms on the hotel right across from SYCO records here in London. Please make sure you follow the checklist that I have provided, and please respond promptly stating that you'll be here for the meeting. Further details are enclosed.
Thank You, Paul Higgins
One Direction, Manager.
My mouth gapes open, and I can't believe that this is actually happening for the boys. "Liliana, what is it?" Cal asks, seemingly worried.
A smile forms on my face, and I begin to feel extremely excited. "I can't tell you yet. But, get Ashton to be at your house after school, okay? I've got some huge news for Five Seconds of Summer."
The boys begin to complain about how I should just tell them now because Ashton doesn't need to be there, and it can't be that big of a deal, and I almost do tell them, because I'm so very excited, but manage to restrain myself. When I look at Kara, I think about how she'll be feeling left out of not getting to go, but, really, I don't want to push any further to get her to go, because these people are already spending a lot of money on people who they can't even be sure are going to be a good match for them.
"So, what's this all important news?" Luke asks sarcastically as the six of us sit in his garage on Friday afternoon. I look at the boys, remembering how their faces look now before their lives have been changed. I grab my computer and begin to pull up the email.
"Not that damned thing again," Mikey complains, and I give him a glare that could kill. If only they understood that this is truly life changing news.
"Does the name Paul Higgins ring a bell to any of you?" I ask, smiling, but am met with five blank faces. "I figured that much. He's the manager of pop sensation One Direction, whose member Louis Tomlinson, as you know, is a fan of yours."
"So what, Lil? We already knew that," Ashton says, but before he can say more, Cal says, "Let her finish."
"One Direction and Simon Cowell have invited myself and Five Seconds of Summer to London for three days to play a demo for Simon himself."
I watch as the news begins to make sense to each person. Slowly, the much more quickly, the boys erupt into fits of joy. Screaming and jumping around and hugging. Then hugging me. "That's great news, Lily! You're the best manager in the world, already!" Luke hollers, picking me up and spinning me around.
"The only bad part is that you need three original songs on this demo, not covering songs like you've been doing on YouTube," I say.
Luke immediately begins to freak out, saying that there is no way that they can write three meaningful and original songs in just a little over a month and a half's time. But Cal seems to have a bigger and more important question. "Your parents are letting you come with us?"
My expression drops slowly, and I look at Kara, who is as hurt as I knew that she would be. Let's be honest, she's a very emotional girl. I hadn't even remembered my parents. "Well, they have to say yes. This is huge for us and you're the only reason that it happened," Ashton says, moving closer to me to rub my back, slowly and gently.
"Luke will ask," I say, instantly, knowing that this is my best shot at going. "And, I'll probably get into trouble for it, but if you all could come and Liz could come, they'll say yes more easily."
So, a half an hour later, after ensuring that all of the boys' parents allow for this to happen, instead of getting ready for me and Ashton's date, like I had planned, I am sitting in my living room, with the guys, Kara, Liz, and my parents, who currently have very surprised faces, but I also see some curiosity in them. "We've got really good news," I say, with a large smile, that I hope shows my parents that this is really good news for me, as well as for the boys.
This is when Luke begins to speak. "Our band got invited to go play for Simon Cowell in December, after Christmas"
My mother smiles, and I can see that she actually is happy for them. While she always complains about the noise that they make, she still loves Luke, and has always wanted the best for him. "That's great news, how did that happen?"
Liz speaks this time. "It's something that was Liliana's idea, actually. She asked me if she could use my email to send a message to One Direction''s manager, and he got Simon to look at the boys on YouTube and he wants for the boys and Lily to fly over for three days."
My dad, who had previously had the slightest of smiles on his face, looks confused. "I'm sorry, he wants Lily to go, too? Why?"
"It was her idea, and so they thought it would be relaxing for her to have a vacation also. She won't miss any school and it's all paid for." Liz's smile never falters, and she is very good at convincing people. As a sale's representative, she knows how to be persuasive.
"Plus, she'll have her own room," Ashton adds, and though we said for no one else to speak, I'm very thankful that he threw in that comment.
My parents look at one another before looking at me. "I think I deserve a break, with my best friends. I've been working really hard this year, and I'll take my school work with me so that I won't get behind. It would mean the world to me," I plead.
My mother smiles at me, kindly, before saying, "I suppose you can go."