Chapter Two
-Chapter Two-
I look between the boys who are all greeting my father, then looking down. I walk forward and extend my hand to the boy on the far left. "I'm Victoria, Simon's daughter." I say and shake his hand.
"I'm Harry, not Simon's son." He says and I laugh. Curly hair, I tell myself to remember. I make my way down the line and I greet the next boy.
"My name is Liam Payne." The boy says. I nod, trying to remember, I am awful at names. Even if there are only five of them, I will confuse them anyways. I move down again and shake the next boy's hand.
"Louis Tomlinson." He says with a bright smile.
"I'm Zayn." The next boy says as I reach for his hand.
"And I'm Niall." The blonde on the end says. I shake his hand and he looks down. Then he mumbles something and Zayn laughs.
"What was that?" I curiously ask.
"Nothing." Niall says at the same time Zayn says, "He said, 'and we're One Direction.'" I laugh and Niall blushes. "Habit." He says with a shrug.
"Alright, that wasn't awkward." My father says and places an arm around my shoulder. "My office." He says looking between the boys and me. Simon's arm stays around my shoulder as he brings me to his office. He is treating me like a lost dog or something and it's making me increasingly nervous.
When we get inside his arm falls down to his side. I sit down on the small bench in the bay window, while the boys squeeze in on the big leather couch I was sitting on before. Liam is practically sitting on Niall's lap. I scoot over and pat the spot next to me looking at Liam.
"You can sit by me. I won't bite." I say with a smile and he makes his way over to me. He takes a seat, and it is a little close as our shoulders touch. "Honestly, I would rather not watch you give blondie a lap dance right now." I whisper to Liam and send him a joking smile.
"I guess he will have to wait until tonight." Liam jokes with a wink. I laugh and my father glares at us.
"Alright. Back to business." My father says looking between Liam and I. "Victoria, you and I will talk to Modest, later. We will get you the contract before you leave. I will be coming out every now and then to make sure everything is going alright. I will talk to you more about the folder later." He goes through the checklist again. My father goes into his desk and pulls out a few papers and reads them while we sit there in silence.
"Careful, when you sign. You'll be giving your soul to the devil." Liam whispers in my ear. I press my lips into a tight line and cover it with my fist, to prevent the laugh the wants to escape my lips. I look over at Liam who is looking at me with amusement clear in his eyes. I look over at the boys who are looking at Liam and I, trying to read our minds.
"Victoria." Simon says sternly. I look at my father to see him holding out a paper. I stand up and grab it from them. "This is the information you need to contact Modest. I want you to call them tomorrow, they will explain rules and such. Basically that you will listen to my call and do your job. Also that you won't run off or anything during the tour, keep the media off the boys as much as you can, and other stuff like that. I'm sure they will explain everything." I nod and look at the paper he handed me. Four different emails, and a phone number.
"If I need to, which email do I use?" I ask Simon.
"When you call them they will tell you who to contact with what information. They may end up inviting you into their office to talk to you. It depends on how you feel about it and how comfortable you seems. Why don't you take that paper to your bedroom with your folder? You could put it on your desk and keep it safe. I need to talk to the boys, so take your time." He says and all the boys groan.
"Alrighty!" I say jumping up from my place on the bench. "I'll see you guys later then. Bye Dad." I say as I walk out the door.
"Bye Victoria!" The boys call and I don't hear a response from my father. Oh well. I walk down the hall and Lauren is on a telephone call. She winks at me as I pass her. I walk up the stairs and into my cozy room. I place the papers onto my desk and walk to my closet.
I don't have anything "joby", if you will. I have cute outfits and stuff, but nothing that says "I'm the boss of the biggest boy band in the world". I doubt that they even have stuff like that, but you know what I mean. I need to look professional when I travel with the boys, right? What would I even wear? Not suits, that's too far, maybe a bunch of cute dresses. Or dressier tops with jeans that don't have holes. I have no idea. I guess I will have to go shopping.
I give up on the whole clothing ordeal after about three minutes. I grab my phone and headphones and turn on some music. I slide my back door open, and walk out onto my little deck. I climb up and sit on the rail, leaving my feet to dangle in the air. I am already starting to get stressed with all the new information I got today. The soft music helps me forget about my troubles as I overlook the city.
A soft tap startles me and pulls me out of my worrisome thoughts. I pull out one earbud and look behind me.
"You okay?" The curly haired boy says, timidly. I put away the music and look back at him. He holds two red apples and hands on to me as he climbs onto the railing, like me. He takes a bite out of the apple while studying the horizon before turning back to me. He tilts his head a little, almost as an invitation to join him in his snack.
"I'm fine." I say and take a bite out of the juicy apple.
"It's stressful, isn't it?" I look over at him and nod. "Just think, this is your first day. For me, it's going to be four years pretty soon. You'll get used to this hectic life over the months. Then you get to enjoy all the new places you go with us." He says and I nod.
"I shouldn't be complaining. Sorry. It must be a thousand times harder for you." I say and he gives me a small nod. "Where are the other boys?" I ask after a moment.
"Down stairs eating. I wasn't too hungry, so Mrs. Cowell told me where your room was, and I brought an apple for both of us." He says while looking down at the apple.
"Thanks." I say and take another bite. Harry looks up at me with a bright smile across his face, his dimples popping out. We are quiet for a moment as we eat our apples before Harry speaks up.
"You know, you shouldn't sit on railings. Especially, ones that are up three floors." He says with a small joking smile.
"Then, what are you doing?" I ask, pointing to the railing under his butt.
"Well, you can't sit on high railings, alone. When you fall and you can't move, I can go get help." He says and I bump my shoulder to his and he laughs.
"Who said I was going to be the one who falls?" I joke back. Our laughs echo between us as we joke back and forth.
"You know, you are going to be the best boss ever." Harry suddenly becomes serious.
"And you say that, because? You barely know me." I say and I look into his bright green eyes that are suddenly full of sincerity.
"Just spending time, laughing with you now is awesome. You are a fun person, Victoria, and I can't wait for you to go on tour with us. I want to know more about you." He states and I feel myself blush.
I haven't had many friends. My friends either used me to get to my father, or to get attention. That's why I don't always trust people who say they are my friend. But, these boys are different because they already know my father and get a lot of attention themselves. I know that they are actually being nice to me because they want to, not because they want something. I haven't had something like that happen for a while.
"Hey guys! Come inside so we can do something! I'm bored!" a high pitched voice calls from the door and I jump. I would've fallen if it wasn't for Harry's strong grip holding me in place.
"And, that is why you don't sit on railings." He says and walks to the door. I stay on the railing as he waits at the door. I slide off and walk towards him. He holds the door open for me and I walk through. "Not alone." He finishes, as I walk past him and I burst out in laughter.
A/N
Hi! I just wanted to say happy holidays! Sorry, I'm a little late. And now I am going to be early as I say, Happy New Year! That is, if I don't update until then... Anywhoo, if I did this right, there will be a picture on the side of how I picture Victoria. And if I do it wrong, which I probably will since I have no idea what I am doing, I picture her as Shailene Woodley. So check that out, hopefully.
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Anyways, I will definitely update again soon, and I hope you're likin' it! Byeee!