I Can Deal With A Flirt.... Can't I?

Chapter 8: Meeting the Dreadful Simon

A/N: Hey just so you know I don't like cuss words and I don't use them. I just wrote them in this chapter because I know that One Direction does cuss. I have nothing against cuss words I just don't say them. Also know that I debated on posting this because I just didn't know if I could or should but I did so I hope you like it and think some of it is funny. :) 

Chapter 8: Meeting the Dreadful Simon!

 “But guys isn’t Simon supposed to be extremely judgmental? What if he doesn’t like my voice? What if doesn’t even like me?” Louis but his arm around my shoulder, ‘Trust us he will love you.” “How are you so sure?” I asked as we walked into where they were performing. “Because we just know.” replied Louis. “I just don’t know if this is a good idea.” I said. “Anne just stop doubting yourself you are really good.” Said Niall as he steeped in front of me and grabbed me by my shoulders. I looked down because ei really did not want to look into his hypnotizing blue eyes. “Anne look at me,” of course he wants me to look at him! Why does he want me to look at him? But I looked up. “Anne you have an amazing voice! You honestly don’t give yourself enough credit! You are really good.”  Grr him with his sweet words and gorgeous eyes, “Thanks Niall I really appreciated that.” I hugged him. “Now,” Louis said as he came beside me and threw his arm once again around my shoulder, “Anne Kathrin Henson, are you ready to perform for the Simon Cowell?” “No,” I paused to breath, “but lets get this over with.” I said as Harry handed me a microphone and winked at me, I blushed “You got this.” And then he gave me his dimple smile. I admit I was wrong when I said Zayn had the best wink Harry might have just beat him. I breathed before I stepped forward, “I feel like I’m auditioning for Xfactor or something.” I heard the guys laugh as I walked out on stage. “Hey you must be Anne Kathrin Zayn’s best friend.” Simon said with a smile maybe he isn’t so bad. “Yes sir hi” “Ok so I want you to sing your favorite One Direction song and you don’t have to use the mic.” “Really?’ He nodded. “Thanks and um okay Midnight Memories would probably be my favorite song so far.” “Ok then sing away.” “Yes sir” I said as I saluted. I probably could’ve not saluted but at least it made him smile. The music started:

Straight of the plane to a new hotel

Just touched down you could never tell (I shrugged)

Big house party with a crowded kitchen

They talk shh (I put my finger over my lips) but we don’t listen

Tell me I’m wrong but I do what I please

Way to many people in the Addison Lee

Now I’m in the age when I know what I need oh whoa

Midnight memories, oh, oh, oh

Baby you and me

Stumbling in the streets

Singing, singing, singing, singing

Midnight memories oh, oh, oh

Anywhere we go never say no

Just do it, do it, do it, do it

5 foot something with the skinny jeans

Don’t look bad baby follow me (I winked and Simon laughed)

I don’t know where I’m going but I’m finding my way

Same old shh (again I put my finger over my lips) but a different day

Tell me that I’m wrong but I do what I please

Way to many people in the Addison Lee