Preference #107: He Asks The Boys For Advice.

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by AmandaKovacic

by AmandaKovacic

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px; background-color: #fdfdfd; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">Josh: "Guys, I'm absolutely lost." Josh said, giving his hair a little gel. "What's the matter?" George chirped up. Josh sighed, "I have no fucking clue what to get Y/N for her birthday, like how can I top her Christmas present?" Jaymi glanced up from his book, "What about a trip or something?" "We are going to be on tour for months!" JJ interjected, "And you say I'm stupid." Jaymi frowned, laying his head back on the couch. George frowned slightly at the conflict, "Why don't you write her a song?" George suggested. "George that's brilliant!" Josh said, hugging the younger boy who protested quite loudly at the sudden conflict. Josh smiled, "Alright, lads I'm going to need your help." "Oh god," Jaymi groaned. "Ok, well what do you love about Y/N?" JJ asked, pulling out a pad of paper and rummaging around for a pen. Josh thought for a moment, "She's beautiful, caring, she has a great laugh, and she's a great cook-" "Oh yeah, she'll faint over that line," Jaymi cleared his throat, "Y/N you're so incredible, especially since everything you make is edible." Jaymi sang, causing JJ to guffaw loudly. George grabbed his guitar, strumming softly, "Everything that you do is incredible, you amaze me every day." "I like that!" Jaymi quipped, sitting up. "What do you think Josh?" "Perfect." He beamed. George continued to play as the boys wrote a simple, yet sweet melody. "Boys I can't thank you enough, she's really going to love this."</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">George: George walked onto the tour bus, his head hung low. The boys had already started their post-show celebrations and were currently drinking and laughing loudly. George cleared his throat, attempting to grab their attention, "Boys, I have a question." All of the sudden the laughter stopped. "What is it George?" JJ grumbled through a mouthful of candy. George sighed, plopping down on the couch and running his fingers through his hair. "It's Y/N, she called me earlier and I told her I was busy, that Josh and I were playing Fifa-" "Did you mentioned I schooled you?" Josh chimed in. George shook his head, "This is serious, she told me it was fine but she hasn't responded to any of my text messages." "She told you it was FINE?" JJ shouted, "George are you insane?" "What?" George asked. Jaymi sighed, "When a woman says it's fine, it's never fine, you're in deep shit." "What do you mean?" George cried, "how was I supposed to know that?" Josh shook his head, "It's just something you have to learn, women are mysterious creatures." George buried his face in his hands, "What am I supposed to do?" He grumbled. "It's alright," JJ said, pulling out his cellphone, "I've done this more then once." "Obviously." Jaymi quirked. "Flowers and a note, make it a sweet on Georgie." JJ said, placing an order for the flowers. George nodded, "Thaks boys."</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px; background-color: #fdfdfd; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">Jaymi: Jaymi's heart beat in his chest violently as he struggled to keep his lunch down. He was nervous, so fucking nervous, it was the group's first live performance since the X Factor days, this would set the precedence for every show that would follow. "Jaymi? Where are you?" George appeared around the corner, a smile on his face until he saw that Jaymi looked incredibly ill. "What's going on?" George asked. Jaymi sighed, "George, I don't know what to do, I'm so nervous, what if I screw this up?" George sighed, "Jay, you're amazing, all of the boys know it, the country knows it, you don't have to prove anything to anyone." "There you are!" Josh came into view, bounding over towards the pair, "What's up, mate?" He asked, looking at Jaymi with slight concern. "He's nervous," George declared. "Why?" asked JJ, joining the group, "You're the best out of all of us." JJ declared, brushing off his jacket. "Just take a deep breath." Josh said, acting sensibly. "Just pretend this is one of our gigs, with our fans who could care less if we had a rough night." "Yeah," George said, "imagine they are all out there just to see us, that will make it easy." "Or you could imagine the crowd-" "No," Jaymi interrupted, "don't even suggest that." Jaymi smiled, "I feel loads better, thanks boys." "No problem." Josh said, "Now let's go out there and smash it!" JJ yelled, pumping his fist in the air, the rest of the boys just stared before bursting into laughter. "Let's do this." Jaymi said, walking towards the stage entrance.</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">JJ: "BOYS!" JJ bellowed, bounding into Jaymi's apartment. "What the hell do you want?" Josh yelled, taking back a sip of his beer, nearly choking on it when he saw JJ walk into the room. "What are you wearing?" Jaymi yelled, as George burst into a fit of giggles. "Is it really that bad?" JJ asked, suddenly feeling very self conscious. The response was obnoxious laughters. Jaymi was the first to compose himself, "JJ, why on earth are you wearing a yellow leather jacket, a Nirvana tee that is a size too small, and red skinny jeans?" JJ groaned plopping down on the couch. "I have my first date with that girl, Y/N, remember the one?" "How could we forget?" Josh said, "The most gorgeous, perfect, girl ever" JJ blushed, "Well I just wanted to look nice, and the stylist at the shop said that color was in and, I just didn't know what to do." Jaymi stood up from the couch, "Alright mate, we need to get this sorted out. When's the date?" JJ groaned, "I need to leave from here actually, in like fifteen minutes." Jaymi sighed, looking over at the other bandmates. "Ok guys, strip." Jaymi demanded, taking off his own shirt. "Are you crazy?" George asked, his voice cracking. "No, we are going to have to help JJ. So, with George's t-shirt, Josh's jeans, and Jaymi's jacket JJ dashed out of the apartment and into his car with mere seconds to spare.</li>

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