Aly's POV

Four days after I left the hospital, I got a call.

I was sat on my bed when Jake came in with the phone. "Hey cripple," He said loudly. He was the only person in my family who wasn't handling me with kid gloves. "Someone named Simon Cowell wants to talk to you. He said something about a job opportunity." I gasped and he threw the phone to me. Once he left, noticing my leave-right-now-or-i'll-cut-you stare, I answered.

"Hello?" I said, my voice shaking.

A very familiar British voice replied, "Aly Kohl! Harry's new lady. I'm very much looking forward to meeting you in person- Harry will not shut up about you- but a phone call will have to do for now. I am calling to offer you a record deal with Syco."

I nearly fell off of my bed. "WHAT?!" I exclaimed into the phone.

"Well, a little bird told me you're quite the singer," He answered, chuckling slightly.

"You're going to give me a record deal even though you've never heard me sing? Just because Harry thought I was okay?" I was shocked. It didn't seem like they had really thought this through.

He laughed. "I'd say we've got a bit more than Harry to point us in your direction. We did our research. You were as close to a pop star as there can be in high school. We got dozens of references from people who were 'blown away' by your singing. In fact, I interviewed a young man with whom you performed tens of duets, who gave me some video urls. We were very impressed, and would love it if you would join our company."

I was utterly stunned. "Um-" I began, "I would love to, but I need to talk to my family first. I will, however, give you my cell number, if that's okay with you."

"That sounds perfect!" He said. We exchanged numbers, and he hung up.

I fell back on my bed and let out a deep breath, realizing that I had been holding it the entire conversating. I was dazed: I couldn't believe what had just happened. The only thing keeping me from a record deal was a conversation with my parents. But first, I had to make a call or three. First, a call of gratuity.

I dialed the familiar number. "HARRY STYLES YOU ARE THE MOST AMAZING FUCKING PERSON IN THE WORLD!" I shouted into the phone as soon as he picked up.

"Ummmm," came Louis's voice. "Harry's in the shower. Hi, Aly!" He was laughing really hard.

"Hi Lou," I said, abashed. "Sorry about that..."

"Don't worry about it," Came Zayn's laughing voice, and I realized I was on speaker.

"LOUIS TOMLINSON AM I ON SPEAKER PHONE?" I exclaimed, to loud laughter at the other end. "Who else is there?" I said, mentally groaning.

"Well, minus Harry," came an Irish accent, "Louis, Zayn, Liam, Eleanor, Perrie, and Lou. Oh, and me of course." They all laughed as I groaned again, this time out loud.

"Hi..." I said meekly, knowing full well that they could probably hear my blush. "It's Aly..."

"Hi Aly!" Came a voice that was undoubtedly coming from none other than Lou Teasedale. "I'm Lou, I do the boys' hair and makeup! And Lux is here too, Niall!" We all laughed. "Lux is--"

Liam cut her off. "Believe me, Lou, she already knows. She used to be a total fangirl. She had a tumblr and everything!" Everyone laughed even harder at this.

"Thanks, Liam." I muttered. Wanting to change the subject, I said in a light-hearted voice, "Anyways, I was just calling to thank Harry for everything, but I realize I should be thanking you boys too!"

"We're always an afterthought." Scoffed Louis, jokingly.

"Leave it, Louis," Said Zayn. "It won't do anything: she's in loveeeeeeee." Another round of laughs.

"God, my life is just fucking hilarious!" I complained, laughing. They were adorable. "ANYWAYS, I wanted to say thank you for coming to get me. How the hell did you figure out where I was anyways? Harry won't tell me..."

"Actually, we don't know. He won't tell us either." Liam said, and there was a moment of silence following.

"Oh well, thanks anyways!" I said, brushing it off, even though I was more confused than ever.

"No problem!" Said Louis, "How's the vagina doin'?"

"LOUIS!" Eleanor, Lou, Perrie, and I all exclaimed at the same time.

"Too soon?" He asked.

"TOO SOON!" I exclaimed.

"Excuse me, Louis!" Came a deep voice from the other end. "May I ask you why exactly you're conversing about my girlfriend's vagina?!" Everyone laughed, including me. "Now, Aly, you wanted to talk?"

I waited a moment before saying, "Am I off speaker?" I was nervous: what I wanted to say was not meant for anybody's ears but his.

"Yes," Harry said, giggling. "I could hear you all the way from the shower, babe, in case you were wondering. I had actually just been thinking of you, if you know what I mean."

I blushed. "Sorry I couldn't be there, though there isn't really much I could do anyways. We've got a few months before you can go back down there."

He groaned. "Months?"

"Yeah, babe. I'm sorry." I felt awful, but it wasn't like we could have sex when we were on two different continents anyway.

"Well," Harry said, steering us in another direction. "What has made me SO FUCKING AMAZING this time? The present or the phone call?"

"Present? Whatever, I'm talking about the fact that SIMON FUCKING COWELL just called me!" I heard laughter again. "Haz," I said, deathly quiet, "Am I on speaker?"

"Yesss..." He said, giggling.

"How long have I been on?" I asked, ready to murder him.

"I promise babe they only heard like the end of the sex part!" He started to sound scared. "I promise!"

I giggled. "Whatever. You still made my day, Haz. Thank you so much!"

"Why don't you sing for us?" Came Perrie's voice. "We've all been hearing tons about your 'angelic' voice from Mr. Styles here."

Soon everyone started chanting, "SING SING SING SING SING!"

So I did. "You don't understand, you don't understand, what you do to me when you hold his hand..." They all started cheering.

After a while of talking to all of them, I remembered that I really needed to talk to my parents. We said our goodbyes, and right as I was about to hang up, Harry said, "Check your mail. I sent you something."

"Alright," I said. "I look forward to it! Love you!"

"Love you too!" Came Louis's voice.

"Louis, stop hitting on my girlfriend!" Harry said, laughing. "Love you, Al!" And I hung up.

Notes

HI GUYS IM BACK AND IM A BIGGER FANGIRL THAN EVER!!!!!!!!!

I wrote this chapter a while ago, I hope you liked it. This is my best way of procrastination, actually, so thanks for letting me not do homework!! :-)

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