She's the Beauty with a Beat (One Direction)

She's the Beauty with a Beat (One Direction)

This is a story I just started writing on Wattpad, so I figure, why not put it up on here too? I don't know why I"m writing it, I just think it's fun. so here it is! Enjoy :]

Chapter 1

"What did you do today?" "Just hung out with One Direction." "Oh.. that's ni- wait, WHAT?!"

"Don't... You... Even... Think... About... It..." Cassidy puffed, completley out of breath as I tried to sneak up behind her.

"D/ a m ni /t..." I muttered to myself, dropping the water bottle I had been carrying on the ground.

"Alexa, I've known you all my life. Your never going to be able to sneak up on me again." Cass laughed, turning around to look at me.

"But I can out dance you!" I told her in a sing-song voice, twirling in a circle, my wavy blonde hair flying out around me.

"Lex, you can out dance anyone." Cass said, rolling her eyes and I smiled.

"That's right n ig g a. Don't you forget it." I told her, and she broke out laughing.

"You are like the whitest girl here, but you still act the most black. I don't get it." Cassidy mused, shaking her head as she laughed quietly.

"I'm hungry. Let's go get some food." I told Cass, walking over to my dance bag. We had been at the studio for around three hours, just messing around. I didn't have to teach on thursday's, though I was meeting up with Matt to work on our routine for our competition coming later. For now, we were just bored. I slipped a shirt on over my sports bra, and slid my feet into my flip flops, slinging my bag over my shoulders.

"And your always hungry. I swear to god, if you weren't a dancer, you'd be the fattest person on the planet.

"No, it's my nineteen year old metabolism." I joked, rubbing my stomach as we walked out of the building.

"Whatever you said there Lex." Cass joked, and I punched her shoulder. "Damn, white girl got arm." she laughed, rubbing her arm.

"C'mon, b e ot c h. I want a cheeseburger." I told her, pushing her out the door.

"Can't we just go back to our place?" Cass whined as we walked down the busy sidewalks of Los Angeles.

"Fine, but your making me a cheeseburger." I told her, narrowing my eyes and pointing my finger at her.

"Of course your majesty." she said sarcastically, and I nodded in approval.

"Dosen't that sound nice." I commented, and she rolled her eyes.

"More like royal pain in my a s s." she muttered to herself, and I stuck my tongue out at her. My phone started ringing, Cameron Leahy's voice ringing out, I just wanna run...

"Hello?" I asked into the reciever, pressing it into my ear.

"Hey Lex, it's me." Matt said, sounding nervous.

"Hey Matt! What's up?" I asked, Cassidy looking over at me.

"I'm really sorry, but my sisters in town from college so my mom wants to go out for dinner. I can't practice tonight, otherwise I think my whole family would murder me. Is that alright?" he asked, and I laughed.

"Of course that's fine! I'm not a monster, I wouldn't take you away from your family." I told him, and he took a deep breath.

"Thank you so much Alexa. I owe you, big time." Matt told me, and I nodded. D am n right he did.

"It's alright. We'll figure something out tomorrow. Have fun!" I told him, and then hung up after his goodbye. "Well, I have no practice tonight." I said to Cassidy, and she rolled her eyes.

"He canceled?" she asked, looking at me as we continued walking.

"No, he died in a freak accident as his rocketship was heading to the sun." I told her sarcasticlly, with a 'duh' look on my face. She glared at me, and I laughed.

"You have your keys, right?" she asked, and I looked at her with wide eyes. "So were locked out?" she squeaked, and I started laughing again, pulling my keys out of my pocket. "You ja /c k as /s." she said, slapping arm.

"Watch it." I laughed, rubbing my arm as I jammed the keys into the doorknob. There was the loud noise of pounding feet behind us, and we both turned around.

"We will pay you a thousand dollars if you let us hide in your apartment." a boy with extremely curly brown hair and a sweet british accent said, looking behind him nervous.

"Make it two and your good." I told him, and he nodded while Cass elbowed me in the stomach. "What? I need a new costume." I told her, twisting the lock and opening the door. The walked in, followed by Cassidy, and then the five boys, pushing and shoving each other to get into our small living space. I closed the door behind us, turning to place the chain lock in its place, and twisting the deadbolt.

"Make yourselves at home. Sorry for the mess." Cassidy told the boys, glaring at me when she said sorry for the mess. I looked at her innocently, and she rolled her eyes. They all plopped down on the sofa and the floor, taking a deep breath. Cass disappeared into the kitchen, most likely to make me my cheeseburger.

"So why are you guys hiding?" I asked, plopping down in the middle of the couch, practically sitting on top of them. I grabbed the xbox controler and turned on the xbox. "Hey, JB turn on the tv." I told one of the guys on the ground that looked like Justin Bieber.

"Why does everyone think I look like him?" he said, exasperated, but hit the 'ON' button.

"You don't know who we are?" Curly asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Nope." I told them, popping the 'p' as I signed onto live. The little logo popped up on the bottom, 'AlexaThing has signed in'.

"We're One Direction." the boy on my left said, sounding proud. One Direction.... It sounded familiar.

"The british boy band?" I asked, looking at all of them. They all nodded, flashing smiles. "That explains the accents." I said absentmindedly as I pressed multiplayer on Call of Duty: MW3.

"So, your not a fan?" another one of the boys asked, and I shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't not like your stuff, I just don't really listen to it." I told them honestly as my game started to fill up.

"What's your name?" one of them asked. He looked like he could be the youngest, with bright blonde hair and blue eyes, and a slightly different accent.

"Alexa. What are yours?" I asked, looking at all of them before my game started. I started playing, but listened to all of them .

"I'm Harry." the one with curly hair said, sitting on my right.

"And you still owe me money." I teased him, and he laughed.

"Niall." the one with blonde hair told me, and I nodded, knifing a guy in the back.

"Liam." the one with JB looks told me as I sniped out a guy who was ontop of a building.

"Louis." the boy to my left said, and my eyes met with his for a couple of moments before he smiled at me. I looked away, running to the cover of a truck and laying on the ground, crawling underneath.

"Zayn." the last one said. He had thick black hair and darker skin than the rest.

"I'm Cassidy!" Cass shouted from the kitchen, and they all laughed.

"Bring me my lunch slave!" I shouted back to her, and they continued to laugh.

"Get it yourself." Cass said as she walked out of the kitchen and into her room.

"Stupid /h o /e." I muttered, and the boys continued cracking up. I quit the game to the game lobby, and set the controller down. "You guys want anything?" I asked as I got up, looking at all of them.

"Got any carrots?" Louis asked as I walked into the kitchen. I opened the fridge and bent down, looking in the vegetable drawer. I pulled out a bag of baby carrots, at wipped them at his. He caught them and ripped the bag open, taking one out and crunching down on it.

Niall jumped up off the couch and started walking towards me.

"Niall no!" they all shouted, and I stared at them shocked.

"He will just keep eating and eating till there's nothing left." Harry said, looking worried.

"There's like nothing here. That's basically me anyway, so kudos to you man." I said, directing the last part to Niall. He held out his hand for a high-five, and I slapped his hand, making a fist and pulling it towards me, silently saying 'yes'. They all laughed, and I continued into the kitchen, seeing my cheeseburger laying on a plate.

"Thank you Cass!" I yelled towards her room as I plopped down on the couch again, but with my plate. Niall came out of the kitchen with a bag of chips in his hand.. I started chowing down on my burger, stealing some chips from Niall. "You guys can play if you want, theres more controllers in the basket there." I told them, pointing towards the basket under the TV with my foot. Liam grabbed another controller and him and Zayn went one on one.

"That looks really good." Niall said, looking at my half eaten burger.

"What the rest?" I asked, my mouth full.

"Bloody h e l l yes!" he shouted, his accent adorable as he reached out for the plate. Harry and Louis laughed, watching me as I grabbed the bag of chips from Niall.

"You probably just made him the happiest person ever." Louis told me, taking a handful of chips from the bag. I held the bag towards Harry, and he took a couple of the chips, popping one in his mouth.

"So what are you guys doing in Los Angeles? Don't you like, live in British Town?" I asked them, and they both burst out laughing.

"Britain. We live in Britain." Harry said while laughing.

"Same difference." I told them, narrowing my eyes.

"We're on world tour, and we have a concert here in a couple of days." Liam told me, not even looking away from the screen.

"Sounds fun." I told them, standing up, feeling gross in my shirt. I pulled my shirt off and threw it into the dirty clothes hamper on the other side of the room. Humming to myself, I danced over to the bathroom, flicking the light on and pulling my brush out of my drawer. I lightly brushed out my hair as I silently sung to myself, swaying my hips and breaking out into random dance moves, thinking about the new routine I was going to be teaching. After brushing my hair, I grabbed my toothbrush and brushed my teeth, watching myself in the mirror as I tried out different moves and steps, the song playing in the back of my mind.

The boys were all engrossed in there game, yelling back and forth and laughing, though they all kept sneaking glances over at me. I walked to my bag that I had carelessly left in the middle of the hallway, and pulled out the cotton wrap I used for my ankles and feet. Using the couch arm that Louis was resting on, I brought my leg up and wrapped around the balls of my feet thinly, before doing the same for my heels and slightly up my ankle. I pulled out a pair of long black socks, and slipped them on over the wrap, before walking over to the empy side of the room.

Stepping around the boys on the floor, I walked over to the wall, pulling out my lamenated mat that I put on the carpet so I could practice. Rolling it out, I walked back over to the wall, where a black square was a little above my head. Bending back, I pulled my leg up until my foot was resting on the square, and I leaned forward, streching out my legs.

"Um, Alexa?" Niall asked, and I turned my head to find them all starring.

"See something you like?" I teased, shaking my shoulders and winking at them. They all laughed, but it sounded strange.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked, walking over to me.

"Streching. What does it look like?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Why do you need to strech that much? Not that I'm complaining." he said, winking. I pulled my leg down, and turned completly to look at him.

"I'm missing my rehersal tonight, so I need to practice." I told him, and he looked at me. "I'm a dancer." I told him, and understanding flitted across his face.

"Make sense now. Will you show me something?" he asked flirtatiously, smiling at me.

"Sure. Just let me finish streching then I'll show you a new routine." I told him, and he nodded his head eagerly, still smiling. "So tell me about yourself, Harry." I said, sitting down on the hard mat. He sat across from me, but on the carpet. I spread my legs completley, leaning to both sides to strech out my sides and stomach.

"I'm eighteen, the youngest member of the band. Um, I'm afraid of rollercoasters. My favorite animal is a turtle." he started, looking off as he thought.

"He likes to walk around naked." Niall said, laughing. I raised an eyebrow, and Harry laughed.

"It feels better than being in clothes. You should try it sometime." he said suggestively, and I laughed.

"I think Ill pass." I told him giggling as I grabbed onto both my feet and leaned all the way forward, so my nose was touching he floor.

"How the bloody h e l l do you do that?" Liam asked, looking at me with wide eyes. I lifted my head so I was resting on my chin, and I smirked at him.

"It's a natural gift." I told him, but he looked worried.

"Are you sure that's safe? You could hurt yourself." he commented, and I laughed.

"Don't listen to him. He's the worrier of the group." Zayn said, and I noticed he could be very quiet. He had barely talked this whole time.

"You don't need to worry about me." I told Liam with a smile, and he smiled back, before looking back to the TV screen. My phone started ringing, and they all turned towards my bag. "Can one of you get that?" I asked, and Louis reached into my bag, pulling out my iPhone, and answering it.

"Hello?" he asked, and I face palmed. "No, this is Louis." he said, and I face palmed. "Louis Tomlinson." he reiterated, and I could here the scream all the way from across the room.

"No!" I screamed, getting up and running to Louis. Jumping on top of him, and I grabbed the phone out of his hands, desperatly putting in my code so I could hang up. I brealy noticed how I was straddling him, my knees on either side of his legs. One I actually hung up, threw my phone across the room, and then grabbed Louis face. "Are you out of your freaking mind?!" I screamed at him, and he seemed, scared. I got up, pacing back and forth, my hands locked in my hair.

"Who was that?" Louis asked, standing as I paced.

"One of my students. Aubrey. She is obsessed with your guys. that's the only reason I knew who you were." I told them, and they looked unphased.

"Why is that a problem?" Harry asked, looking back at me from where he had been sitting on the floor.

"She's the president of the Los Angeles One Direction fan club." I told them, but they still looked fine. "And she knows where I live." I told them, and the all stared at each other, horrified. "Half of LA's population in teenage girls are probably on their way over here right now." I told them, collapsing on the couch. They all piled on, Harry sitting in my lap. "Harry!" I laughed as he plopped down.

"Hold me mommy. I'm scared." he said, curling up. Laughing, I wrapped my arms around him, holding his head to my chest.

"Don't worry baby, I'll keep you safe." I told him with a wink, and he smiled at me. "I have a plan."



~



"Is this really going to work?" Liam asked, looking at me with concern.

"Of course it is." I told him with a smile, but it turned to a grimace when he turned the opposite direction. "You guys ready?" I asked as the screaming started down the street.

"Do we have a choice?" Louis teased.

"Nope." I told them, flashing a smile. They were all piled in the tool shed, following the plan that was actually nonexistant. "Alrighty. Good luck." I said, and then closed the doors, puling the chain back around the handles and locking the padlock, before running back into my apartment.

I bursted into Cassidy's room, but she didn't even notice. Her headphones were in her ears, and she had her nose shoved in a book. What a nerd.

"Act natural." I told her, and but she didn't even look at me. "Good." I told her, and then ran back out into the hallway. I plopped down on the couch, pulling my dirty shirt back over my head, before plunging my hand into a chip bag. Grabbing the Xbox controller, I unpaused the game Zayn had been playing earlier, and started playing. I got so into the game that I was actually startled when there was a knock at the door.

I walked over and opened the door, and Aubrey tried to bust right past me. "Aubrey? What's up?" I asked, looking behind her at the massive crowd.

"Where are they?" she asked, trying to look in past me. I was shocked with the amount of people standing behind her.

"Where are who?" I asked, completly innocent.

"One Direction! I know there here. I talked to Louis Tomlinson on your phone!" she shouted, getting aggrivated as I stopped her attempts to barge into my apartment. Geez, this girl is really obsessed.

"I lost my phone at the mall a couple of days ago. Did you say One Direction?" I asked, but her shoulders slumped.

"There not here?" she asked, her lip quivering.

"Nope. Sorry." I told her, and shut the door in her face, locking it again. I watched out the front window until all of them were gone, and then walked out back again. That was close.

As I was walking, I started hearing noises, so I walked slower and listened closer, covering my mouth so I wouldn't laugh.

"Niall get your arse out of my face!" Harry shouted, followed by a shove.

"Harry, your on my foot!" Liam scolded, with another push.

"Watch the hair Louis!" Zayn shouted, another shove.

"Louis! I was going to eat that!" Niall whined, nudging Louis, hard.

"Ew!" they all chorused out, and I started laughing out loud.

"Alexa! Let us out of here!" Harry shouted, banging on the door.

"Hmmmm... I don't think I will." I teased and they all groaned.

"What do we have to do." Louis sighed.

"You know me so well." I laughed, and they groaned once again. "But actually, I want two tickets to your Los Angeles show." I told them, and then unlocked the door, yanking it open. They must've been leaning against it, because they all came tumbling out, landing on one another.

"You really want to see our show?" Niall asked with a large smile.

"Yeah, you guys got me interested." I told them with a grin as they all got up and brushed themselves off.

"Hmm, so you are interested." Harry stated, twisting my words as he winked in my direction.

"Oh yeah. I just love guys with curly hair." I told him, playing with one of his curls. He watched me intently, swallowing hard as I released the lock, and headed back into the house.

"Alexa, did you practice yet?" Cass asked from the kitchen, and I sighed.

"No." I told her reluctantly.

"Now." she told me sternly, pointing towards the mat I had laid down earlier.

"Fine, mom." I muttered, walking over to hard surface. I finished doing the streched I had started, and watched as the boys came and plopped back down in their spots. "You guys mind if I practice?" I asked, and they all shook there heads. "Harry, can you hit play?" I asked, pointing towards the stereo next to the couch. He nodded, and then pressed down on the play button. Shaking out my arms, I took a deep breath, and let the music flow through me.

The music was louder than I thought I had left it, so five heads turned in my direction. I dropped it, and kept going, trying not to mess up the steps. I was almost completely through the routine when I skipped ahead, doing the wround move.

"D a mn i t." I muttered to myself, hitting the pause button and placing my hand on my forehead, thinking about what I did wrong. It was what I did when I messed up. Thought about it, then did it over and over and over again until I got it.

"Alexa, you didn't tell us you could dance like that." Louis said, and I noticed them all starring.

"Eh." I commented, pulling my hair up into a ponytail.

"Eh? Alexa your amazing!" Harry complimented, and I gave him a small smile.

"Thanks." I told him, feeling my cheeks heat slightly.

"You should come on tour with us." Niall said, and they all turned to him. "What?"

"Niall, your a genius!" Harry said, grabbing him into a hug. They all piled ontop of one another, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Will you Alexa?" Liam asked once they had gotten out of their tackle hug.

"You guys are already on tour though. I doubt you need another dancer." I told them, scratching the back of my neck. I was dieing to go with them. I mean, this could be my chance! You never knew. But I didn't want to come on too strong, and I didn't want to upset anyone.

"We'll talk to Paul-"

"He's our traveling manager, meaning he's the one that comes with us to keep us in line." Niall butted in while Louis was talking.

"And see if it's okay. And actually, we should probably get going." Louis finished, and they all groaned.

"But I don't want to leave, boobear" Harry said, and I laughed, my eyebrows high as I looked between him and Louis.

"I know hazza, niether do I. By maybe we'll see her tomorrow?" he commented, looking up at me.

"I have rehersal with my partner at the studio, but I can give you the adress if you want to stop by." I told them, and they all nodded.

"Can we get your number too?" Zayn asked, and I nodded, accepting his phone. I put my number in it, and then did the same for all the other boys.

"Just text me with your name, and I'll send one of you the address." I told them as they got up.

"Thank you, for letting us hide here. I think I speak for all of us when I saw we had a lot of fun." Harry told me as we stopped by the door.

"Do british people not give goodbye hugs?" I teased, holding my arms open. Harry jumped on me first, almost knocking me over. Laughing, I gripped him into a hug, before hugging Zayn, Liam and Niall. Louis walked up to me and held me in a hug. His embrace was so strong, and he was the perfect height for me to just fall into him as I hugged him. I didn't want to let go.

"Send me the address. Not them." he whispered in my ear, and I laughed.

"Heard that!" Harry shouted, crinkling his nose up.

"You never know..." I teased Louis, and he smiled.

"See you later!" they shouted over their shoulders.

"Bye!" I said with a smile, waving as they disappeared out of my door. I just spent the day with One Direction. Huh.

I walked into the living room and practiced for a little while, over and over until I had the routine done. I collapsed on the couch, sitting where Niall had been sitting. The thought of Niall and all his eating made me hungry. Now I'm hungry.

"Cassidy!"

Alexa:https://fbcdn_sphotos_h-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash3/530155_3455652266677_2053902941_n.jpg

Routine: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k8DGn9QP7kk&feature=related

Hey guys! So, yes, I did start a new story. I know, I know, I barely ever finish the others, but really, I do this for my entertainment, so whatever. But I hope you like this one as much as I do! ~Abby

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