Those Wonderful Lads

Lauren, is a superstar. Her dad is the manager, and he makes sure she doesn't make the wrong decisions. Her band and One Direction pair up, and you'll have to see what happens in the book. There are some parts that are shocking, like why would so and so do that? Or what?? Enjoy!


16. The gig

The stars opening act was cancelled, and my band just didn't want to be a band anymore, so we broke up. They didn't like how Phil and Linda always had to take care of the babies. 
   Eleanor got me into her modeling company, and now we are partners in Crime. No JK, not partner in crime, just partners. 
  Now it's mid-July. July 13, 2013. I have to go to a photo shoot, and El and I don't know who we are going to do the photo shoot with. 
  It's 11:00 am, and I'm getting my hair done. The shoot isn't until 12:30. Julia was putting my hair in a ponytail, then clipping it to my head, and curling it. Cynthia was putting on my mascara, when El walked in saying the people we were doing the shoot with were here. I just said I'm almost done, getting my make up done. 
  After that I had to put on a blue dress, with black heels, a diamond necklace, diamond earrings, and a diamond headband. El and I walked out together, and saw the One Directions boys, in tux's.
   "Oh gosh. Not again," I whispered.
   "What?" El asked.
   "I already did a photo shoot with them, when Niall and I had a crush on each other."
  El and I walked back to check our messages, on our iPhones. Someone covered El's eyes first and then mine.
  "Guess who?" The Irish and British accents said.
   "Hmmm...," El and I both said. 
   "Louis!" El said.
   "Niall!" I protested.
   "How'd you know it was us?!?" They complained.
    "Your accents, silly." Said El.
    All four of us walked out, and I had to stand directly in the middle. El was next to Louis. I got stuck next to Louis and Niall. Niall had to put his arm around my waist. I was already use to it since we use to date. 
   Liam, Harry, and Zayn were kneeling in front of us. Niall and Louis still had to be by El and I. Liam put his hand through Niall's arm, Zayn was sitting on a box, and Harry was standing next to Louis, being sexy Harry. (A/N srry I just had to say it because everyone who loves Harry calls him sexy! It's always for the Harry Styles Fans!!! Luv ya!!! Back to the story!! 
Niall's POV: when the photographer sad that I had to stand next to Lauren ad put my arm around her, I knew it was destiny that we had to be together. I could see how Liam started to stare at her, I couldn't really blame him since Danielle broke up with him after 2 years. I just didn't want Liam to hurt Lauren, and say "I love you," when he actually doesn't mean it. I bet Lauren loves me more than Liam. She probably doesn't know he stares at her.
Lauren's POV: I felt eyes staring at me. I figured it was just Niall. I turned around and saw Liam. 
   "Why was Liam staring at me?" I thought. 
    He caught my gaze and looked away. Niall came and sat down next to me. He handed me a cup of water, since we were in my hotel room. 
  "So......," I said.
   "So when did you become a model Lauren?" Zayn asked. 
    "Oh. Louis didn't tell you guys?" 
    "Nope," Harry responded.
     "I became one early this month. I can learn very fast, considering Eleanor was my mentor."
   After the chatting session, El, and I went to go get ready for the dinner we were having at a restaurant. I was in my purple dress, black heels, diamond necklace, diamond earrings, and a black headband. El was wearing a blue dress (like mine), black heels, typically everything I had.
  Julia did my hair, while Cynthia did El's make up. My hair was curly and in a side braid. Then we switched. El had her hair in a high pony tail and curly. Our make up was the same. Light pink eyeshadow, and we could almost be twins.
  Apparently the boys became really board and we were only five minutes late. How rude! 
  El and I came down the stairs, linked arms, and smiling.

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