Irresistible (aka Magic)

Chapter 1

"You will be touring with.... ONE DIRECTION!"

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My friends and I made a group once I realized I could sing. Once I made the group, we posted covers on YouTube weekly.

Now my friends (Kache, Kizelle, Anani, and Tricia) and I are a famous pop sinigng group called The Pops.

We were in the recording studio when our manager walked in and the track stopped.

"I have excellent news girls."

We all came out of the sound booth.

"What is it?" we asked.

"You will be touring with.....ONE DIRECTION."

Our sound manager began to jump around screaming. We all turned to look at her, she stopped and walked out.

"Oh cool" Tricia said.

"Well, I'm glad you're all going to be professional about this" he told us as he walked out.

As soon as he was out of earshot, we all turned to each other, screamed our hearts out and began to do the inbetweeners dance. This was gonna be magical.

Fast-Forward

We were in the recording studio yet again, choosing songs to collaborate with the boys on when we heard a knock. We spun around and watched our mananger stroll in with 5 lovely looking boys known by the names of Niall Horan, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik, and...

Harry Styles.

...Who couldnt stop staring at me. It looked like he was checking me out.

This little twat.

"Hey," I said to him.

His head snapped up. "I know I look good, but eyes up dude."

Harry blushed and looked toward the floor.

"I said up, man," and lifted his face myself. His cheeks were turning an even darker shade of red and it was cute. The blush on his beautiful face faded as I stared into his gorgeous green eyes.

Then our mananger cleared his throat.

"We want this tour to be the best it can be," he said, "So that means personal."

"Yes," Simon chimed in. "We want this to be as personal as possible, not so you do this just as a job, so you do it as friends"

"Correct," our manager concluded.

"And that means what?" Louis asked.

"Good question Lou." our manager answered.

Louis gave hm the famous, "Bitch, dont call me Lou, you don't know me," look.

"What it means Lou," Simon said, "is that you will spend all day everyday with each other."

"So get out and mingle," they both said.

Then they both threw us out the door and we all stood there awkwardly.

"So what are we doing?" Anani asked.

"We could go ice skating," Kizelle suggested.

"Ice skating?" I asked her.

"Anything can happen..."

I turned toward the boys. "You all down for ice skating?"

They all shrugged.

So I turned back and said, "Let's do it"

Once at the skating rink, each pair set off on their own: Anani with Louis, Kache with Liam, Kizelle with Niall, Tricia with Zayn, leaving me with..

Yes, Harry.

As I strapped on my last bootlace, I felt the tall, lean figure of Harry sit next to me. I sat up.

"I know this may be a bad time," he whispered in my ear, with his slow seduc tive voice, "But I have no idea how to ice skate."

I smirked in a flirty way and stood up in front of him, offering him my hands. He took them as I replied, "I'll teach you."

Harry was at least a good 8 inches taller than me and 2 times wider than me, with a big everything, hands, feet, and maybe even...... The thought of me teaching him anything almost made me laugh.

Harry looked embarassed as we stepped on the ice. "It's just put one foot in front of the other, it's like walking."

"You make it look so easy."

"It is easy, just try it!" I urged.

He shook his head.

"No, I don't wanna!" he protested.

"Just try, you wuss."

He scowled in a playful way.

"C'mon, c'mon and dance with me baby," I sang to him and he smiled a huge cheeky grin.

"Fine," he said.

I pulled him onto the ice and we skated while holfing hands, me looking at his feet as he skated. He was doing really well....

Then, Niall called to me, "Hey baby bird, show me what you're all about!"

"Only if you're up for it, babe!" I shouted back to him.

Niall bit his lip sexily.

The next second I'm on my back, I have never fallen ice skating, and what the hell was on top of me?

Scratch that, who the hell was on top of me?

I opened my eyes and was faced with a sea of ringlets.

"What the hell?" I demanded.

When he turned his head to meet my gaze, his lips were about an inch away from mine, and they were unbelievably pink and plump today.

So we layed there in sex position for a few seconds until Harry pushed himself off of me. stood up and skated off to the rink.