The Bad Boy Effect
You Can Do It
Ada's Point of View
I rubbed my hands together, trying to rid the sweat forming quickly. My nerves are beginning to kick in and I’m starting to regret this dress. My legs are sweating and I can feels drips sliding down my thighs; gross.
The boys are in the back getting ready while I wait, staring at my watch; waiting for the time to hit 7:25. The producer is out in the crowd but I have no idea where. I thought about trying to find him but he said he'll find me after the show. I took a deep breath and then felt two hands wrap around my waist. The curly headed beauty nestled his head on my shoulder and chuckled.
“Everything’s going to be fine love. Don’t worry, we’ve got this,” Harry’s words soothed me as they brushed against my ear, sending chills up my spine.
“Look at the crowd,” I told him, leaning back into his body.
“There’s a lot of people tonight, isn’t there?” he’s so calm.
I laughed nervously and tilted my head, “you could say that.”
His arms pulled me in tighter and we watched as the stadium filled. It only fits around 500 people but it feels so much bigger; like a football stadium. Girls were wearing homemade shirts, moms were holding signs, and dads were sitting, waiting for it to be over. I laughed, turning to face Harry. My hands consumed his brunette curls while his arms pulled me closer; intertwining his hands behind my back.
“You look so beautiful tonight Ada” I looked away, blushing. I love that he can still make me blush after all of our time together, “you know you’re the one who keeps me going. I couldn’t do this without you.”
“You were born for this Harry Styles, don’t underestimate yourself” I rubbed my nose against his and we touched foreheads, sending our “I love you’s” telepathically.
“Uh, sorry to interrupt but Ada, it’s 9:26” I pulled away from Harry and checked my phone.
I’m late! The producer’s going to freak!
“Thanks Louis, you guys get ready!” I pushed my hair out of my face and could feel my palms heating again.
“Hey,” Harry said quietly, pulling me in one last time, caressing my cheek, “I’m the one who can’t screw up. Go introduce us like you do and leave the rest to the boys.”
I smiled and he kissed me quickly on the forehead. It’s show time yet again.
Niall’s Point of View
So far everything’s moving smoothly. After the first song I completely forgot about the man waiting for us to screw up. Thankfully our fans cover up any mistakes we may have made.
We walked off stage, sweating profusely; one more half and then we’ll find out if we’re going anywhere with this band. I love it so much and I’ll be so upset if this opportunity goes away.
“I think we were ace,” Liam said, throwing his arm around me.
“You smell gross Liam,” I laughed, clearing his sweat from my shoulder.
“It’s just all my hard work mate.”
We laughed and drank some water. The show has become so natural we don’t really even talk about what’s coming next during intermission. Ada doesn’t criticize anything we’ve done and everything is much more relaxed. I know she’s freaking out today so I won’t be surprised if she rushes to us with some things we should fix.
Three minutes and we’ll be back on stage. Things are feeling a little more serious and we stopped talking, waiting for Ada to show up, giving us a small pep talk before Liam does.
“Guys,” there she is, “sorry I was fixing some stuff with Oaks. Anyway, twitter questions are next and then you’ll move to—“
“Teenage Dirtbag,” I smiled at Ada and put my hand on her shoulder, “relax Ads, everything’s going to be okay.”
I know she hates when people tell her to relax but this should be fun. If the producer likes us, it’ll happen. If not, I’ll be going back to Ireland. I didn’t remove my smile even though the thought of that has begun to make me feel sick.
The show ended and now all we can do is wait. I honestly think this is our best yet but we’ll find out in a few days. Liam and Zayn packed up most of the equipment, Louis pretended like he was busy, and Niall and I helped the other musicians clean up. Ada’s talking to some guy and I think that’s the producer we needed to impress. He looks intimidating and I don't know how I feel about him. I don’t really want to know what they’re talking about but she’s wearing the smile I found almost a year ago. Her charm should work on anyone.
Ada's Point of View
"Hi Mr. Cowell, it's so nice to finally meet you in person!" I tried to keep my cool but I'm a mess.
"Yes, nice to meet you Miss Payne," I insisted he called me Ada and we quickly moved onto the matter at hand.
"I thoroughly enjoyed their performance and I'm surprised they've only been recognized in this small town. Why are you just now contacting me?" I didn't expect him to dive in so quickly.
Once his compliment was stuck in my head it was much easier for me to converse with him. I told him about the many producers I tried to contact and the tapes I had sent. I told him how hard it was to contact him but I'm glad he was the one I found. He said he'd like to set up a meeting for the boys and talk about a record label. I tried my best to keep cool but I let out a small scream, apologizing immediately afterwards. He simply laughed and we planned a day.
Harry drove us silently to Zayn's and I bit my tongue so I couldn't let any emotions out. I can't tell Harry before anyone else and he respected that. Looking at all the guys have gone through I'm glad they're getting this opportunity. I can't help but think about all the negatives that could come along with this. In a way it feels like I'm about to lose my brother, my boyfriend, and my best friend all at the same time. Maybe I can be their manager or something. Or do an intern with a real manager while traveling with the boys?
I've planned on going to university for business and becoming some kind of planner but now all I want is a degree so I can set up days and interviews and everything else that comes along with this new lifestyle they'll hopefully be living.
"So? What'd he say?" Louis asked anxiously, Niall bit down on his nails, Liam stared like a puppy, Zayn followed Liam's actions with his mouth open, and Harry couldn't connect his eyes with mine. They want this so badly.
The lads sat in front of me like at rehearsal, this time on Zayn's sofa. I don't know why they don't spread out, there are more pieces of furniture scattered around the room.
"Well, he loves you guys and we set up a meeting! He's going to talk about a label!" I was going to drag it out but I can't do that to them right now. The hug they just performed in front of me compelled my skin to form small bumps against my skin.
I can't hold in my happiness any longer so I laughed. Liam looked at me and released his hug from the group to hug me. A few happy tears ran down my cheek as well as Liam.
"You did it big bro."
"No, you did it Ada. I don't know what I'll ever do to thank you. This is more than I could have ever asked for," I can't let go of his grip, if I do he'll see more tears. Instead he picked me up and spun me in a circle. Soon enough the rest of the guys tackled us and I ended up at the bottom of the pile.
I rubbed my hands together, trying to rid the sweat forming quickly. My nerves are beginning to kick in and I’m starting to regret this dress. My legs are sweating and I can feels drips sliding down my thighs; gross.
The boys are in the back getting ready while I wait, staring at my watch; waiting for the time to hit 7:25. The producer is out in the crowd but I have no idea where. I thought about trying to find him but he said he'll find me after the show. I took a deep breath and then felt two hands wrap around my waist. The curly headed beauty nestled his head on my shoulder and chuckled.
“Everything’s going to be fine love. Don’t worry, we’ve got this,” Harry’s words soothed me as they brushed against my ear, sending chills up my spine.
“Look at the crowd,” I told him, leaning back into his body.
“There’s a lot of people tonight, isn’t there?” he’s so calm.
I laughed nervously and tilted my head, “you could say that.”
His arms pulled me in tighter and we watched as the stadium filled. It only fits around 500 people but it feels so much bigger; like a football stadium. Girls were wearing homemade shirts, moms were holding signs, and dads were sitting, waiting for it to be over. I laughed, turning to face Harry. My hands consumed his brunette curls while his arms pulled me closer; intertwining his hands behind my back.
“You look so beautiful tonight Ada” I looked away, blushing. I love that he can still make me blush after all of our time together, “you know you’re the one who keeps me going. I couldn’t do this without you.”
“You were born for this Harry Styles, don’t underestimate yourself” I rubbed my nose against his and we touched foreheads, sending our “I love you’s” telepathically.
“Uh, sorry to interrupt but Ada, it’s 9:26” I pulled away from Harry and checked my phone.
I’m late! The producer’s going to freak!
“Thanks Louis, you guys get ready!” I pushed my hair out of my face and could feel my palms heating again.
“Hey,” Harry said quietly, pulling me in one last time, caressing my cheek, “I’m the one who can’t screw up. Go introduce us like you do and leave the rest to the boys.”
I smiled and he kissed me quickly on the forehead. It’s show time yet again.
Niall’s Point of View
So far everything’s moving smoothly. After the first song I completely forgot about the man waiting for us to screw up. Thankfully our fans cover up any mistakes we may have made.
We walked off stage, sweating profusely; one more half and then we’ll find out if we’re going anywhere with this band. I love it so much and I’ll be so upset if this opportunity goes away.
“I think we were ace,” Liam said, throwing his arm around me.
“You smell gross Liam,” I laughed, clearing his sweat from my shoulder.
“It’s just all my hard work mate.”
We laughed and drank some water. The show has become so natural we don’t really even talk about what’s coming next during intermission. Ada doesn’t criticize anything we’ve done and everything is much more relaxed. I know she’s freaking out today so I won’t be surprised if she rushes to us with some things we should fix.
Three minutes and we’ll be back on stage. Things are feeling a little more serious and we stopped talking, waiting for Ada to show up, giving us a small pep talk before Liam does.
“Guys,” there she is, “sorry I was fixing some stuff with Oaks. Anyway, twitter questions are next and then you’ll move to—“
“Teenage Dirtbag,” I smiled at Ada and put my hand on her shoulder, “relax Ads, everything’s going to be okay.”
I know she hates when people tell her to relax but this should be fun. If the producer likes us, it’ll happen. If not, I’ll be going back to Ireland. I didn’t remove my smile even though the thought of that has begun to make me feel sick.
The show ended and now all we can do is wait. I honestly think this is our best yet but we’ll find out in a few days. Liam and Zayn packed up most of the equipment, Louis pretended like he was busy, and Niall and I helped the other musicians clean up. Ada’s talking to some guy and I think that’s the producer we needed to impress. He looks intimidating and I don't know how I feel about him. I don’t really want to know what they’re talking about but she’s wearing the smile I found almost a year ago. Her charm should work on anyone.
Ada's Point of View
"Hi Mr. Cowell, it's so nice to finally meet you in person!" I tried to keep my cool but I'm a mess.
"Yes, nice to meet you Miss Payne," I insisted he called me Ada and we quickly moved onto the matter at hand.
"I thoroughly enjoyed their performance and I'm surprised they've only been recognized in this small town. Why are you just now contacting me?" I didn't expect him to dive in so quickly.
Once his compliment was stuck in my head it was much easier for me to converse with him. I told him about the many producers I tried to contact and the tapes I had sent. I told him how hard it was to contact him but I'm glad he was the one I found. He said he'd like to set up a meeting for the boys and talk about a record label. I tried my best to keep cool but I let out a small scream, apologizing immediately afterwards. He simply laughed and we planned a day.
Harry drove us silently to Zayn's and I bit my tongue so I couldn't let any emotions out. I can't tell Harry before anyone else and he respected that. Looking at all the guys have gone through I'm glad they're getting this opportunity. I can't help but think about all the negatives that could come along with this. In a way it feels like I'm about to lose my brother, my boyfriend, and my best friend all at the same time. Maybe I can be their manager or something. Or do an intern with a real manager while traveling with the boys?
I've planned on going to university for business and becoming some kind of planner but now all I want is a degree so I can set up days and interviews and everything else that comes along with this new lifestyle they'll hopefully be living.
"So? What'd he say?" Louis asked anxiously, Niall bit down on his nails, Liam stared like a puppy, Zayn followed Liam's actions with his mouth open, and Harry couldn't connect his eyes with mine. They want this so badly.
The lads sat in front of me like at rehearsal, this time on Zayn's sofa. I don't know why they don't spread out, there are more pieces of furniture scattered around the room.
"Well, he loves you guys and we set up a meeting! He's going to talk about a label!" I was going to drag it out but I can't do that to them right now. The hug they just performed in front of me compelled my skin to form small bumps against my skin.
I can't hold in my happiness any longer so I laughed. Liam looked at me and released his hug from the group to hug me. A few happy tears ran down my cheek as well as Liam.
"You did it big bro."
"No, you did it Ada. I don't know what I'll ever do to thank you. This is more than I could have ever asked for," I can't let go of his grip, if I do he'll see more tears. Instead he picked me up and spun me in a circle. Soon enough the rest of the guys tackled us and I ended up at the bottom of the pile.
Notes
I hope you liked this chapter and I'm going to finish up tonight!Easiest question ever:
What are your favorite chapters?! Mine: Shots (each round), Skipper, The Whole Shaa-bang, Just Ada, and Dear Ada!
Please also give me some feedback! What have you enjoyed most? Who was a Harry fan? What about Niall?
Let the conversation begin!
@Irish Gal
your welcome and i was wondering if you could message me please
2/27/15