"Mama has arrived!" Caroline announced, holding her baby in her hands as she walked through the door. I tried to shake whatever mood I was in and stood up to approach her. It's only been hours since I got the job and already one of the clients hate me. But that's something I'm keeping between the boys and I. At least I hope.
"Brooklyn!" The four boys shouted in unison, rushing over to hold her. I refrained when I realized that I barely knew Caroline. If I walked over there, what would I do? Hug her? I know I did that back in the interview but I was so overwhelmed that I couldn't help myself. Shake her hand? No, That's too formal. I found myself, awkwardly, leaning against a clothes rack, waiting to be acknowledged.
"Oh, this room looks brilliant!" Caroline exclaimed, scanning the room. I joined her gaze, admiring my work. Not one shoe, shirt, jacket, scarf, or slack out of place; If there's one thing I can do, it's get the job done. Caroline broke her stare, looking back at the boys then to me, tilting her head in confusion.
"Where's Zayn?" I felt my body tense up, not knowing how to answer her. "The lad is usually here." She pulled out her phone, most likely phoning Zayn. I gulped, knowing exactly what I had to do.
"He's out talking to Perrie," Harry answered, walking to stand by my side. "Yeah, he left not too long ago with his phone." He continued, completely ignoring my confused expression. The other three nodded in agreement. "Isn't that right, Liah?" He asked, looking at me through the corner of his eye.
"Yes, yes it is." I agreed, facing the boys then back to Caroline. She shrugged then walked over to retrieve her baby from Louis' arms. I gestured for them to come over to me and they obliged, looking back to make sure Caroline was far enough.
"Why did you guys do that?" They all grinned, shaking their heads.
"Look, we actually like you. No way in hell we're going to let this little 'bump in', if you may, keep you out of a job you're really good at." Louis explained.
"Plus, we haven't gotten the chance to be around you yet and ya seem pretty cool," Niall added, playfully nudging me. "And you're hot, so." I giggled, swatting his arm, causing laughter from the group. These four guys were so fun, nothing like what the magazines had them set up to be.
"Well thank you...all of you. You really saved me out there." We all put our knuckles in, throwing them in the air, then breaking our huddle. But there was one person in particular that I needed to talk to.
"You!" I loudly whispered, poking Harry on his chest with my index finger.
"I." He replied, laughing. I can see why these girls fall head over heels for Harry. He has beautiful eyes, hair, and personality. What's there not to love?
"I really need to be thanking you," He shook his head, throwing his hand up, indicating that I didn't have to. "I should. Why did you do it?" Harry grabbed my hand and placed his on top of mine.
"It wasn't your fault, that's why." I lightly nodded, slowly removing my hand from his.
"Well, why are we just standing around?" Caroline asked, wearing a serious face. The boys and I looked at one another nervously. "WE HAVE A TOUR TO GET READY FOR!" She finished, smiling and throwing her hands in the air. We all exhaled, joining her excitement, cheering. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. Maliah Michel is going on tour with the biggest boyband in the world! I still haven't gotten used to saying that.
The celebration died down when the door creaked open, exposing a well relaxed, Zayn Malik. He looked over to Caroline and then to me, smirking. I felt my blood boiling but I kept my composure. I will not give him the benefit of knowing that he gets to me. He greeted Caroline, walking past me, nudging my shoulder.
"Alright boys, I'm sure you know that Maliah'll be helping me dress you lads for the rest of this tour," They all nodded...all except Zayn. "So be nice to her." She finished, wiggling her finger up then down at the boys. Before I knew it, all five of them were stripping, tossing their clothes at me. Zayn was last to throw an item at me, which just so happened to be his boots.
"Whoops..." The Bradford boy tried to appear apologetic as I grabbed my leg in pain, grimacing at him. "It slipped." He threw on a mock innocent smile and I was close to flicking him off but Caroline turned around.
"Let's do this!" She said, excitedly.
The guys had ideas for what they wanted to wear so it made it easier on us. They wanted their outfit for the first show to be just right. They're playing at the O2 arena in London a couple days from now and they were super psyched. Caroline and I gathered their ideas and applied them to what we had on the racks.
We picked out four pairs of black fitting jeans for Harry, Liam, Louis and Zayn then a pair of blue harem pants for Niall. That was the easy part but then it got wild when we got to the top half of their outfits. Some wanted jackets, collared shirts, button-up shirts, pocket hankies, etc. Every now and then, they would get the wrong size and end up wearing a shirt that's two sizes too small. But I think no one enjoyed it more than Harry, who would throw on any of the boy's clothes and run around the dressing room like a child. He even grabbed me to chase after him. The boys tried to stop him by chasing him and I couldn't help but laugh at these playful lads. Even Caroline couldn't help but crack a smile.
We finally finished...at least with four of the boys. Zayn was the last one to get the finishing touches on his outfit. Caroline turned to grab one of the pocket hankies as I reached for a blazer to complete his look.
"Who said I wanted this?" He asked, looking at me through the mirror. I glanced over my shoulder to find Caroline, still, searching for the correct hanky then back to the jerk infront of me.
"You did...you said you wanted a blue blazer, right?" He looked at me, grinning, not saying one word. I sucked my teeth and focused on sizing the blazer, just right. When I finished, he gave it an approval nod and handed it back to me.
"You may be clumsy," I side-eyed him, waiting for another insult. "But you're pretty good at styling." He walked off, leaving me shocked.
A/N: How do you think she should feel about this? Do you guys like this Zayn? Let me know! Sorry if it's too short or boring but it'll pick up very soon lovelies :] Thanks for reading and please vote or comment.
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