After a meeting with management, people from our record label, and security we were banned from golf carts the rest if the tour. Liam, Louis, Zayn and I just snickered and rolled our eyes as the chastised us.

"Jenn you have to choose the next single by 5pm today. Simon needs to know. He'll be releasing it to radio stations on Monday." My manager Luke told me with a serious face.

My next single. This was amazing. I wished I could just release every song from the album all at one time over the radio. I was so proud of the album. I named it "Beautiful Diasater" because I always considered myself a beautiful mess of chaos and fun. I was sarcastic and didn't really have a filter on my mouth. I usually said whatever I was thinking and that's what people liked about me. I always told people my true feelings. If I didn't like you, you knew. I'd tell you. I even had a tattoo on my wrist that read "She's a gorgeous mess of choas, you can see it in her eyes" My adopted mom almost had a meltdown when I got the tattoo at 17 years old but that's me. I've always been rebellious.

Liam was obsessed with my tattoos. We talked about the meaning behind every one of the 7 tattoos I had. He listened so closely. I've never seen any guy so interested in what someone had to say. His dark brown eyes looked so glossy. Very happy.


I knew right then and there he was gonna be trouble