Right now we were in the middle of a meeting with the boys management and Simon Cowell.

I am freaking out right now!! I have watched him on American Idol (American TV) AND on the Internet from 'Britain's Got Talent' and AHH! I love him! He is my idol!

"Are you okay Landa?" Liam whispers to me.

"Yah, I am fine." I whisper back.

"Are you sure? You look like your freaking out." Liam whispers.

"I am.. Simon Cowell is sitting right there. I am so close to my idol I am going crazy." I whisper.

"Your idol is Simo-" Liam was cut off.

"Why are you two not listening?" One of the management people asks.

"It seems as though we have a Simon fan in the room." Liam smirks and winks at me.

"Sorry." I mumble blushing.

"Yah, sorry bout that, she was freaking out about how close she is to you." Liam says to Simon.

"Liamm!!" I say as Simon chuckles and Niall, Zayn, and Louis snicker.

"How long?" Simon asks.

"Pardon?" I ask.

"How long have you been a fan?" He asks.

"Uhmm.. Since I was 5 years old." I say.

"She's 18." Liam states.

"Come here then." Simon says.

I look up at Liam and he just nods his head towards Simon. I walk up to Simon freaking out in my head, but on the outside I am walking with my head down and arms behind my back. Simon pulls up and extra chair beside him and I take a seat in the luxurious chair.

"There we go." Simon says, "Now lets continue, if you can pay attention." Simon chuckles and I smile.

"This is so cool.." I whisper.

"What's that?" He asks.

"Uhmm- I want a pool?" I ask.

"Sure it was." He pats my head and the meeting continues.

Basically, the whole meeting was Simon and Management explaining what we will be doing. Alisha will go back to school in January when I go on tour with the boys. So I am out of school now till next September. Sweet, I can't wait to go on tour!

"Finally, In the boys next Music Video we would like you two girl to join in." Simon says smiling.

"Okay that sounds like a blast!" I exclaim smiling. What an Honour!

"So you girls in?" A management dude, in a black tailored suit and a red tie, asks.

"Yes!" I smile.

"Yah sure." Alisha says in a bored tone while hanging off Harry, like she has been doing the entire meeting. I really don't know why but, it bugged me. A LOT.

After Simon dismissed us we all went down to a small restaurant and sat down in a round booth. I was in between Harry and Liam. Don't tell anyone but, I did it on purpose. I don't know why I just feel better now.

I smiled as Liam told a joke about Simon and then I look towards my menu and put it up. I slightly look towards Harry and see him smiling. For once it wasn't because of Alisha.

I look for my meal and go with a chicken Caesar salad. My water comes and I squeeze the lemon into it. I take a sip of the cold liquid and look around the table. Everyone is joking around with each other and Alisha looks pissed, probably because Harry isn't giving her all his attention.

"Hey guys," I say.

"Yah?" They all says and look at me. EVEN HARRY! Landa you hate him he hates you. What's with the freak out?

I shrug it off and say, "I was wondering if you guys wanted to go see a movie with me? My work place gave me 300$ in money because of my leave so I thought we could-"

"Yes Landa we will go with you." Harry says.

I smile looking at him and he continues, "You really should stop rambling your voice is annoying."

I sigh looking at my menu, "Sorry."

He doesn't reply and I just sip my water.

"What can I get everyone?" The waitress breaks the awkward silence.

"Chicken Caesar." I mumble.

"30 chicken wings please, 10 Lemon pepper, 10 medium, and 10 mild. OH! and a large plate of fries on the side." Niall says. He actually has a huge appetite.

The rest of the boys order and I quickly add a french onion soup.

"What is that?" Harry asks after the waitress leaves.

"The best soup ever! I will give you a bite when it comes." I say and he nods.

I take another sip of my drink as Liam whispers, "Sorry 'bout Harry's bipolar attitude."

"It's okay.." I whisper. I don't mind.. I like when he talks to me.

The waitress comes back with my soup and I smile as the steam floats up from the cheesy goodness. I take the spoon and put it into the soup. I take out a spoon full of cheese, bread, onion and the broth. I look over at Harry who is staring at my soup.

"Come closer so I don't spill." I say.

"Okay." He says sliding over and our thighs touch. I smile as he leans towards the spoon and I feed him a bite. He swallows the soup and calls over the waitress.

"Could we get another soup?" He asks.

"Sure which one?" The waitress replies.

"That one." Harry says and she looks towards me.

"It's french onion soup." I mumble and she nods, "Switch me spoons." I say to Harry.

"Why?" He asks.

"Cause I don't want Harry cooties." I say. He rolls his eyes and takes out his spoon. He licks the spoon everywhere then hands it to me.

"There you go." He smiles and I look at him like he is insane.

"I think I will keep my spoon instead." I say and take a bite of my soup.