Woke up to my alarm and Harry was not next to me any more, witch was not odd. He probably left before Lou came home, just incase he checked on me, then Harry wouldn’t be there. I groned as I rolled over and pressed snooze. 5 mins later it went off again. Uggg. I hate mornings. Again I pressed it and another 5 mins later the annoying beep went off. I picked up the alarm clock, ripped it out of the wall and through it across the room.

Fine. I rolled over and sat up on the side of the bed and looked over to see what time it was. O wait, yae, I broke the clock. I picked up my phone to look at the time 4:50. Uggg! I hate life. I got up and walked into the bathroom] and washed my face. I got dressed, put on make up and did my hair. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=68918040)

I groggy tried not to rub my eyes, kowing if I did I would mess up my makeup, as I walked down the steps. I could hear Harry wisper yelling on the phone as I walked in the kitchen. He was sitting on a bar stool on his phone. I opened the fridge grabbing water. I tried not to listen to the convocation but I could hear the anger in his voice. I couldn’t help but listen, it was to tempting.

“What do you mean it’s been leaked? (Pause) By who? (Pause) Well find out because I want them fired! She’s not ready for this! Her life is going to change and it our fault! (Pause) Don’t tell me to calm down! You don’t have to tell her, I do! (Pause) You better, good buy.” He said as he hung up his phone. He looked at me with sad eyes. O god! Whats going on! He was talking about me wisent he!

“Harry, whats going on?” I asked. Harry walked over and wrapped his arms around my waist as he planted a kiss on the top of my head. “Im really sorry.” He whispered. Now I knew they were talking about me. “Harry whets going on!” I yelled as I wiggled out of his grip. “Your identity has been leaked. The press got hold of your name, age, were you go to school, were your from, were you work, they even got a picture of you. The media put it out on the internet late last night.” He told me. I feelt really light headed, I put my hands on a counter to try to keep from falling over. “Maybe we should sit you down.” Harry said, trying to lead me to a bar stool.

“No. I have to go back to the studio and grab my cloths. Students have to be checked into the hotel by 5:45 and Im already running late.” I said as I pulled myself together and walked to the door. “Well at least let me walk you down. The Paparazzi are already outside waiting for you and there is no way you could sneak past them, let allow get a cab. Ill walk you down and a security grad can drive you to the studio, then to the hotel so he can make sure that you get there safely, ok?” he asked as he followed me. I turned around to look at him. He was only in his boxer. “At least put some cloths on before we leave.” I told home. He agreed and when to change as he called a grad.

I stood buy the door it was almost 5 already. I figured that I should text the rest of the boys so the know whets going on. “Dear boys, yes it was I who set your alarms for 5:15. Mwhahaha! I left your room keys in each of your kitchens. Get your lazy asses out of bed, wake up the girls also, and get dressed. The breakfast starts at 6 in meeting room 4, and you need to drop your things off in your room before coming. ~C”

The moment I sent it Harry came back down the stairs. “Ready to go?” he asked opening the door. “Yap. FYI, you need a new alarm clock in the spare room.” I told him as we walked to the elevator. “Why?” he asked me. “Because I broke the one you have in there.” I told him as if it was no big deal. “That’s the 3rd on this week!” he told me, a bit louder then was needed. “What can I say I hate mornings. And I hate wakening up to an alarm more then wakening up to people.” I told him as I smirked.He just sighed and shook his head.

By now we had reached the front door. The door was made so if you were inside you could see out, but if you were outside all you saw was black. Already I could see about 35 large men, all with cameras in hand waiting for me to come out. “Are you ready?” Harry asked as he looked down at me. All I could do was nod in response. Harry slid a pair of sunglasses onto his face, and then a pair onto mine so we would not get blinded the flashes. He wrapped an arm around my waist protectively and pulled me close before opening the door.

As soon as the door opened the flashes started. I just looked down at the ground and tried to block out what they were shouting wail Harry used his free arm to push people out of the way to make a path. After what felt like hours, that really was 7 minutes; we finally made our way to a black SUV that was parked on the side of the rode. Harry opened the door for me and helped me in. As soon as the door was closed I watched him fight his way back to the building, witch was easier this time considering half of them were taking pictures of him and the other half still transfixed on me.

The car started to drive; I had almost forgotten someone was with me. I look over to see who it was, and since I was a directional before I met the boys I knew exactly who it was, Paul. “So you are the famous Paul.” I said as I smile at him. “And you’re the famous Cecilia.” He said as he smiled back. “Pleas call me C or CeCe, witch ever you prefer. Do you mind if I ask you a question.” I asked a little unsure. “You just did, but go ahead.” He said smirking at me. Wow. I rolled my eyes befof I playfuly said, “So you won’t let the boys have a cat or a dog, but they can have a person.” He just laughed. “I have no idea how they talked me into It.” he replied with a huge smile on his face.

We go to the studio and the was a small group of Paparazzi waiting by the front door so I directed Paul to the side packing lot. Luckily the paparazzi hadn’t found the dancers door so we would be able to enter freely fromame there. I hopped out of the car and started walking to the door, totally forgeting that I was with Paul. “Do you want me to come with?” he asked as he started to step out of the car. I slid my id on the key pad, pulled the door open and turned back around to face Paul who was still standing next to the car. “No it fine, I already have all the outfits in the bags, shoes in the boxes, makeup in jewelry in totes. I just need 5 mins to put them on racks and ill be right back out.” I replied. I walked away from the door and let it close behind me, not even waiting for a reply.

I got up to my room and got to work. I already had 2 racks emptied and ready to go so I could save myself some time. I picked up the black dress bags that I had my ofits in, and hung them on the rack. Costumes on one side, real cloths on the other. I did the same with my shoes, wail my makeup and jewelry totes went in my normal cloths rack. I took some rope and tightly tied the racks ttogether, side by side so it was eased to push them. I quickly checked that I had everything and left there room.

I pushed the doors to the parking lot open and ran my cart through. I walked over the car as Paul gave me a confused look. “I don’t think that’s going to fit in my car.” he told me. I just answered with a simple I know and got to work. I opened the door to the back seat. I put my normal cloths on the seat, untied the carts then placed the dance costumes on top go the rope. I then made 2 different piles of shoes and through the tote bags onto the floor of the car. I then pushed in the sides of the racks and they folded onto the ground. I closed the side door, placed the racks in the trunk, and then sat back down in the passenger seat. "Have you one that?" Paul asked as he got in the car. "since I was 5" I said smiling as I looked out the window at the white fluffy snow that started falling from the sky.

We pulled up to the hotel. It was only 6 story's but extremely fancy. As soon as we parked people surrounded the car. It wisent just paparazzi, it was also one direction fans. I guess that it was also leaked that he boys were coming with me. I groaned and put my head in my hands as Paul got out of the car. My door opened, but I didn’t look up. I was trying to hold in the tears that were threatening to spill. This was going to be my second croud and I was already tired of it. Harry was right, I not ready for this.

“Are you ok?” Paul yelled, as he placed an hand on my shoulder. Even though he yelled it and he was a foot away from me, I could barely hear him over the yelling croud. I pulled my head out of my hands and looked up at his confused eyes. “Im fine.” I lied and got out of the car. Paul escorted me to the trunk and I got out the racks. I unfolded them, tied them together and walked to the back seat. I placed all the stuff in there rightful place on the rack and started t make my way thought the croud with the help go Paul.
I pushed the racks ahead of me as I looked at the ground. I pushed the racks as hard and as fast as I could to the building, not caring if I hit someone. If they don’t get out of the way, its there fault. Just keep pushing, keep pushing. It was taking all my will power not to punch the Paparazzi in the face because of the rude things they were saying.

We finally get inside the hotel were I was greeted by some random man. “Name and subject.” He said to me with an attitude as he looked me from head to toe. “Cecilia Senecal, Solo and Duet Dance.” I replied putting on a huge smile to hide the pain I was feeling from the walk here. He nodded, checked off my name and told me I could go to my room. I made my way to the elevator alown because Paul decided to stay and wait for the boys. I pushed my racks into the elevator and pressed 4.

The elevator came to a stop and I made my way to my room, still trying to hold back tears. I opened the door, pushed the rack to the side and laid down on one of 2 beds that were in the room. I lost it. I was on the bed balling, messing up my markup badly. After about 10 mins I calmed down, grabbed my makeup bag and made my way to the bathroom.

I had just finished redoing my makeup when heard the room’s door shut. “C, are you here babe?” I walked out of the bathroom and his face automatically lite up, but as soon as he saw my face it dropped. “Whats wrong?” he asked, taking my heading his hands. “Im fine.” I said looking deep into his eyes. “You know, lying is bad in relationship.” He toled me leaning in for a kiss. “So we are in a relationship now?” I asked as we separated. “Um, err, I was meaning to talk to you about that.” He said to me, is face turning red as he looked at the ground. I placed the hand under his chin and lifted his head to make him look at me, then nodded. “Cecilia Rae Senecal, will you do the honor of being my girlfriend?” he asked with a shy grin. I couldn’t help but giggle, “You know you’re not asking me to marry you. But I would love to.”
He gave me a cheeky grin and kisses me, putting his arms around my waist. My arms went around his neck and I ran my fingers through his hair. He pulled me closer to him as his

I woke up to my alarm and Harry was not next to me any more, witch wisent odd. Hale probably left before Lou came home, just incase he checked on me, then Harry wouldn’t be there. I grounded as I rolled over and pressed snooze. 5 mines later it went off again. Uggg. I hate mornings. Aging I pressed sense and another 5 mines later the annoying beep went off. I picked up the Aram cloves, ripped it out of the wall and through it across the room.

Fine. I roiled over and sat up on the side of the bed and looked over to see what time it was. O wait yaw, I broke the clock. I picked up my phone to look at the Tim 4:50. Uggg! I hate life. I got up and walked into the bathroom m and washed my face. I got dressed, put on make up and did my hair. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=68918040)

I groggy tried not to rub my eyes, lowing if I dud I would mess up my makeup, as I walked down the steps. I could hear Harry wisperyelling on the phone as I walked in the kitchen. He was sitting on a bar stool on his phone. I opened the fridge grabbing water. I tried not to listen to the convocation but I could here the anger and concert in his voice. I couldn’t help but listen, it was to tempting.

“What do you mean it’s been leaked? (Pause) By who? (Pause) Well find out because I want them fired! She’s not ready for this! Her life is going to change and it our entire fault! (Pause) Don’t tell me to calm down! You don’t have to tell her, I do! (Pause) You better, good buy.” He said as he hung up his phone. He looked at me with sad eyes. O god! Whets going on! He was talking about me wisent he!

“Harry, whets going on?” I asked. Harry walked over and wrapped his arms around my waist as he planked a kiss on the top of my head. “Im really sorry.” He whispered. Now I knew they were talking about me. “Harry whets going on!” I wiper yelled as I wiggled out of his grip. “Your identity has been leaked. The press got hold of your name, age, were you go to school, were your from, were you work, they even got a picture of you. The media put it out on the internet late last night.” He told me. I fealty really light headed, I put my hands on a counter to try to keep from falling over. “Maybe we should sit you down.” Harry said, trying to lead me to a bar stool.

“No. I have to go back to the studio and grab my cloths. Students have to be checked into the hotel by 5:45 and Im already running late.” I said as I pulled myself together and walked tads the door. “Well at least let me walk you down. The Paparazzi are already outside waiting for you and there is no way you could sneak past them, let allow get a cab. Ill elk you down and a security grad can drive you to the studio, then to the hotel so he can make sure that you get there safely ok?” he asked as he followed me. I turned around to look at him. He was only in his boxer. “At least put some cloths on before we leave.” I told home. He agreed and when to change as he called a grad.

I stood buy the door it was almost 5 already. I figured that I should text the rest of the boys so the know whets going on. “Dear boys, yes it was I who set your alarms for 5:15. Mwhahaha! I left your room keys in each of your kitchens. Get your lazy asses out of bed, wake up the go also, and get dressed. The breakfast starts at 6 in meeting room 4, and you need to drop your things off in your room before coming. ~C”

The moment I sent it Harry came back down the stairs. “Ready to go?” he asked opening the door. “Aye. Fiji, you need a new alarm clock in the spare room.” I told him as we walked tows the elevator. “Why?” he asked me eyebrows rose. “Because I broke the one you have in there.” I told him as if it was no big deal. “That’s the 3rd on this week!” he told me, a bit louder then was needed. “What can I say I hate mornings. And I hate wakening up to an alarm moor then wakening up to people.” I told him as I smirked... he just sighed and shook his head.

By now we had reached the front door. The door was mad so if you were inside you could see out, but if toy here used all you saw was black. Every time I saw it reminded me of the windows in interrogation rooms in all thoughts crime shows. Already I could see about 35 large men, all with cameras in hand waiting for me to omen out. “Are you ready?” Harry asked as he looked down at me. All I could do was nod in response. Harry slid a pair of sunglasses onto his face, and then a pair not mines so we would not get blinded bit flashes. He wrapped an arm around my waist protectively and pulled me clews before opening the door.

As soon as the door opened the flashes started. I just looked down at the ground and tried to block out what they were shouting wail Harry used his free arm to push people out of the way to make a path. After what felt like hours, that really was 7 minutes; we finally made our way to a black SUV that was parked o the side of the rode. Harry opened the door for me and helped me in. as soon as the door was closed I watched him fight his way back to the building, witch was easier this time considering half of them were taking pictures of him and the other half still transfixed on me.

The car started to drive; I had almost forgotten some wane was I there with me. I look over to see who it was, and since I was a directional before I met the boys I knew exactly who it was, Paul. “So you are the famous Paul.” I hearse as I smile at him. “And you’re the famous Cecilia.” He said as he smiled back. “Pleas call me Ce or CeCe, witch ever you prefer. Do you mind if I ask you a question.” I asked a little unsure. “You just did, but yogi ahead.” He said smirking at me. Wow. I roiled my eyes bead for I playful said, “So you won’t let the boys have a cat or a dog, but they can have a person.” He just laughed. “I have no idea how they talked me into It.” he replied with a huge mile on his face.

We go to the studio and the was a small group of Paparazzi waiting by the front door so I directed pula to the side packing lot. Luckily the paparazzi hadn’t found the dancers door so we would be able to enter freely frame there. I hopped out of the car and started walking tirades the door, totally forging that I was with Paul. “Do you want me to come with?” he asked as he started to step out of the car. I slid my id on the key pad, pulled the door open and turned back around to face Paul who was still standing next to the car. “No it fine, I already have all the outfits in the bags, shoes in the boxes, makeup in jewelry in totes. I just need 5 mines to hut them on races and ill be right back out.” I replied. I walked away from the door and let it close behind me, not even waiting for a reply.

I got up to my room and got to work. I already had 2 carts emptied and ready to go so I could save myself some time. I picked up the maul black dress bags that I had my off it’s in, and hung them on the rack. Costumes on one side, real cloths on the other. I did the same with my shoes, wail my makeup and jewelry totes went in my normal cloths rack. I took some rope and tightly tied the racks tiger side by side so it was eased to push them. I quickly checked that I had everything and left there room.

I pushed the doors to the parking lot open and ran my cart through. I walked over the pause car as he gave me a confused look. “I don’t think that’s going to font in my car.” he told me. I just answered with a simple I know and go to work. I opened the door to the back seat. I put my normal cloths on the seat, untied the carts and placed the rope on top of the black bags as a barrier, then placed the dance costumes on top go the rope. I then made 2 different piles of shoes and through the tote bags onto the floor of the car. I then pushed in the sides of the races and they folded onto the ground. I closed the side door, placed the racks in the trunk, and then sat back down in the passenger seat. "Have you don't thus allot?" Paul asked as he got in the car. "since I was 5" I said smiling as I looked out the window at the white fluffy snow that started falling from the sky.

We pulled up to the hotel. It was only 6 story's but extremely fancy. As soon as we parked people surrounded the car. It wisent just paparazzi, it was also one direction fans. I guess that it was also leaked that he boys were coming with me. I groaned and put my head in my hands as Paul got out of the car. My door opened, but I didn’t look up. I was trying to hold in the tears that were threatening to over through. This was going to be my second crud and I was already tired of it. Harry was right, I wisent ready for this.

“Are you ok?” Paul yelled, as he placed an arm on my shoulder. Even though he lolled it and he was a foot away from me, I could barely hear him over the yelling corded. I pulled my head out of my hands and looked up at his confused eyes. “Im fine.” I lied and got out of the car. Paul Escorted I to the truck and I got out the racks. I UN folded them, tied them together and walked to the back seat. I placed all the stuff in there rightful place on the rack and started t make my way thought the crud with the help go Paul.

I pushed the racks ahead of me as I looked at the ground. I pushed the racks as hard and as fast as I could to the building, not caring if I hit someone. If they don’t get out of the way, its there fault. Just keep pushing, keep pushing. It was taking all my will power not to punch the Paparazzi in the face because of the rude things they were saying.

We finally get inside the hotel were I was greeted by some random man. “Name and subject.” He said to me with an attitude as he looked me from head to toe. “Cecilia Senecal, Solo and Duet Dance.” I replied putting on a huge smile to hide the pain I was feeling from the walk here. He nodded, checked off my name and told me I could go to my room. I made my way to the elevator allow because Paul decided to stay and wait of the boys. I pushed my racks into the elevator and pressed the 4 batten.

The elevator came to a stop and I made my way to my room, still trying to hold back tears. I opened the door, pushed the rack to the side and layer down on one of 2 beds that were in the room. I lost it. I was on the bed balling, messing up my markup tenably. After about 10 mines I calmed down, grabbed my makeup bag and mad my way to the bathroom.

I had just finished redoing my makeup when heard the room’s door shut. “C, are you here babe?” I walked out of the bathroom and his face automatically late up, but as soon as he saw my face it dropped. “Whets wrong?” he asked, taking my heading his hands. “Im fine.” I said looking deep into his eyes. “You know, lying is bad in relationship.” He tolled me leaning in for a kiss. “So we are in a relationship now?” I asked as we separated. “Um, err, I was meaning to talk to you about that.” He stolid me, is face turning red as he looked at the ground. I placed the hand under his chin and lifted his head to make him look at me, then nodded. “Cecilia Rae Senecal, will you do the honor of being my girlfriend?” he asked with a shy grin. I couldn’t help but giggle, “You know you’re not asking me to marry you. But I would love to.”

He gave me a cheeky grin and kisses me, putting his arms around my waist. My arms went around his neck and I ran my fingers through his hair. He pulled me closer to him as his tongue ran over my lower lip. I haply let him in.ran over my lower lip. I happly let him in.

Notes

Whoo! They are finaly together! I felt mad that i havent been uppdateing as much so i made this chapter long, hope you like it! I need your opinion for the next chapter. Should i just skip the ball and tell you if she gets a sponsor and flashbacks so you only hear the relevant stuff, or do you want me to wright a chapter of two about the ball and what happedend?~M