The Enthralled Dream (re-writing)

Landing in Los Angeles was easy, nobody expected to see Louis standing outside with a sleeping boy resting on his hip. He was precious, and my heart ached as I watched Louis cover his face.
“Hello, everyone. I would like you all to meet my son, Freddie. He is a lot of fun and will be spending a lot of time with us this week so I can squeeze time in with him before I not see him for a few months due to the show,” he said, making me smile.
Louis and the security team directed us through the airport and to the waiting cars. Due to Freddie being with him, Louis could only take four contestants with him in the car on the way to the house.
It ended up being Danielle, me, a girl named Caitlin, and a guy named Elden. He was a sweet guy, probably mid-30s.
“So, Elden, you missing everyone back home yet?” Louis asked.
“Of course, I do. Especially with my wife pregnant with our third child, it’s just hard for me to not be there. I’m thankful for our family,” he said.
“I can relate to that. When Briana was pregnant, although we weren’t together, all I wanted to do was help out, but I couldn’t because I was across an ocean at some points on tour,” he said, as he grabbed Freddie’s hand softly
I watched Louis interact with his son and it was adorable. Louis had a gleam of love and pride in his eyes as he looked at his son’s sleeping form. Louis was talking to the contestants, but made sure he was holding Freddie’s hand.
I didn’t realize that I had zoned out until Louis called my name and Danielle elbowed me.
“Huh? What?” I asked.
“I asked why you were here,” he said.
“My father passed when I was fourteen from cancer. He loved the show and knew I was gonna win it one day, so I decided to pursue my love for music, and make my dad proud.”
Truth is, I did enjoy singing. It helped me escape everything. Music did that to one’s soul. It provided an escape from things that we don’t want to remember. My past haunts me every day that I’m alive.
Arriving at the house, Danielle and I quickly chose our room. It didn’t take us long to unpack before crashing, knowing that jetlag would kill us.
I woke up and looked at the clock to see it was 6 in the morning. There was no hope of me going back to sleep, so I snuck out of the room and went downstairs.
I heard laughter, making me freeze immediately.
Really? All I want is eggs and coffee.
“The talent here is amazing, mate,” I heard Louis say.
“I can’t wait to hear it,” I heard another voice say.
Shit. That’s his help. I’m not supposed to know who that is.
My stomach growled loudly, alarming everyone in the house who is awake that I am awake.
“Shit, somebody’s up, hide,” Louis whispered.
I immediately started walking down stairs, holding onto my robe. I didn’t even care if he knew if I heard him. He was the dumbass who was talking to him in the living room.
“Good morning, Liza. What are you doing up so early?” he asked.
“Jetlag is complete bitch,” I snapped.
“Woah. Somebody is not a happy morning person,” he said.
“Don’t talk to me until I get coffee,” I grumbled.
Louis started laughing.
I could tell he wanted to say more after I took a sip of my coffee, but Freddie started crying. I drank my coffee before making my dad’s special eggs for everyone. I hope no one was lactose intolerant. I also made bacon and homemade pancakes.
“Well, this reminds me of home,” Elden said, winking at me.
I smiled.
“If anyone is lactose intolerant, don’t eat the eggs,” I said.
“I think that is the weirdest thing I’ve ever heard,” he said.
“Don’t knock it until you try it,” I said.
Once everyone dug in, they immediately took a sip of their milk.
“Wasn’t expecting the hot sauce,” they said.
I laughed.
“I didn’t put that much in there. I literally put a dash for each egg. God. You people would have never survived a night in the Taylor household,” I said with a smile on my face.
We then all ate and laughed around the breakfast table. We all talked about who we thought Louis’s helped was going to be.
“I think it’s going to be Niall,” I said, remembering the voice I heard this morning.
“Why do you think that?”
“Because it can’t be Simon or Harry. It sure as hell won’t be Zayn. Cheryl will pick Liam most likely. The only one left will be Niall,” I said, making them nod.
“Why will Cheryl pick Liam?” Elden asked.
“Because they’re dating and kind of the parents of their baby boy,” Louis said, entering the room.
I immediately started laughing as Elden went red.
“Don’t worry, man. Not all of us are up to date on celebrity stalking,” he said, looking at me.
I flipped him off.
“I am your judge and mentor, fucking you is against the rules,” Louis said.
“You didn’t say you didn’t want to,” I said.
Louis rolled his eyes as everyone’s jaw dropped.
“My main language is sarcasm. Sorry, that won’t change.”
“You also have rude humor,” one of the girls coughed out.
I rolled my eyes, determined to not let bitchy people ruin this for me.
“Just so you all know, you guys are performing today, so be ready,” he said.
We all finished our breakfast quickly before I raced to the shower so I could be the first to choose a practice room. I was the first one out with my clothes on. I was dressed in blue jean shorts and a black crop top. I threw a blue and green flannel over it and black Vans on my feet. I brushed my hair and blow dried it. I re-brushed it and then braided up my hair before putting my braids and the rest of my hair into space buns. I kept my eyeshadow natural looking before skipping downstairs.
“I call studio!” I said, making Louis nod.
“We are starting at 11. Be ready,” he said.
“Boy, do you think I’m changing?” I asked, making him shake his head with a smile, turning his attention back to Freddie.
I practiced the song more before meeting up with everyone else outside.
“Now, you all have been wondering who is helping me. So, now is the time to let you know,” he said.
Right at that time, I had hands over my eyes.
“You knew who it was because you heard me voice this morning,” he whispered where no one could hear.
“Everyone, please, welcome the real flirt of One Direction. Niall Horan,” Louis said, making me laugh.
He was right, I did hear his voice and once I got my coffee I recognized the Irish accent. He was also terrible at sneaking around the house. He was just lucky that I can keep secrets.

Notes

Hello!
So, I combined these two chapters because I took out some things, so I edited it and when I did the first one was like... 300 words so, I added the next chapter and edited that.
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