Look After You.

Okay, guys, our first story on the joint account! It's called Look After You as you can so clearly see. This is Lana, I'm writing the first chapter, I always seem to get stuck doing that ;) It's a tour story, just so you know. Don't forget to check out our solo accounts, if you haven't already:

Lana: @MissHoranette

Amber: @amberr1D

We really hope you enjoy. The picture on the side, which I haven't put up while I'm writing this but will be up when you're reading it, is of the actress playing Lana (me) Jessica Stroup.

Love

DareToDream1D

aka Lana & Amber

But it's really Lana here now :)

Tree ya later ;)

|~Lana's POV~|

"Amber, the phone is ringing," I told my best friend Amber as she flicked the TV channels. She sighed anxiously.

"I know."

"Well, aren't you going to answer it?!" I asked impatiently. We were both quite irritable today, and the reason was quite understandable.

"No, I'm too afraid," She answered. I started at my best friend fondly. She had light blonde hair that was slightly wavy, and blue eyes. She was seventeen, like me, and we were very alike.

"I'll get it," I sighed and dragged my feet to the phone. "Hello?"

"Is this Miss Lana Hart?" A voice was heard. It sounded Irish, and the faint sound of laughing was heard in the background. I inhaled a sharp breath. Was that -

"Yeah, who's this?" I asked.

"Can't you guess?" he teased.

"I have a hunch, but tell me anyway." I smiled. Amber's eyes were fixed upon me intently, as if to tell me to, 'get on with it.'

"Well, this, sweetheart, is Niall Horan." I dropped the phone and began squealing silently. Picking the phone back up,

"Hi."

"Uhm, hello. Well, we called to tell you, and your friend Amber - those two spots in our tour are yours."

"I'm sorry, excuse me one moment!" I said breathlessly. I put the phone down, walked back to Amber, and proceeded to jump up and down the room hysterically, screaming loudly. I returned to the phone and said,