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 2

That's What Makes You Beautiful

"Alexaaaa get up!" Cassidy called, knocking on my door as she passed it to get to the kitchen. She better be making me some damn breakfast.

"Ahhhhgrrrumerrrrrrrrrrlllllllfff" I groaned, sounding kind of like a strangled pig as I streched my arms.

"Your phones ringing!" Cass yelled, and I heard the soft voice of Cameron Leahy going off in the kitchen. Throwing the covers off of me, violently, I ran out of my room, my door slamming up against the doorstop. Running, I slid into the kitchen, yanking my phone off of the charger and pressing accept as I held it to my ear.

"Hello?" I asked, out of breath.

"You alright Alexa?" Harry asked, his adorable british accent ringing out through the speaker of my phone.

"Yeah. I was just training for the olympics. London two-thousand twelve, whoo!" I shouted, still out of breath while I pumped my fist into the air. Cass rolled her eyes, but Harry started cracking up.

"You are one of the funniest people I know, Alexa. And that's a lot, considering who I live with." he said, and I laughed.

"It can't be that bad, living with four other guys." I commented, plopping down on the couch.

"More like male heaven. There's no restrictions on anything." he said, an I laughed.

"Like walking around naked?" I teased, and he laughed.

"Hazza! Hurry up we want to go soon!" Louis called loud enough for me to hear.

"Boobear, I'm on the phone!" Harry yelled back, and I laughed.

"With who?" Niall asked.

"I'm just going to put you on speaker." Harry said, and I heard shuffling around.

"Hey guys!" I said, not sure if they could hear me yet.

"Alexa!" they all shouted, their voices suddenly louder.

"Not so loud guys. Youch, I kinda wanted to be able to hear today." I joked, and they laughed, mumbling a few sorries.

"What time are you going to be at your studio?" Liam asked, and I pulled away from my phone to look at what time it was.

"Erm, I'm suppose to be there in like fifteen minutes. So, yeah." I told him, walking back into my room. I turned it on speaker, and then starting shuffling through my drawers.

"What's that noise?" Zayn asked after I had shoved one of my drawers shut.

"My dresser. I'm... trying to get... dressed." I said, hopping to keep my balance as I tried to put on my shorts. With a short yelp, I landed on the ground, glaring at the shoe I tripped over.

"Are you alright?" Louis asked, along with a few murmurs asking the same thing.

"Tripped over a shoe, but I'm alright! And I got my shorts on. Two accomplisments in one." I told them, and they laughed.

"Alright, well we'll leave you to get dressed. We're going to get something to eat, then we figured we'd stop by your studio for a little while." Harry informed me.

"Alright, sounds cool. See you later!" I told them.

"Cheerio, Alexa." Louis said sweetly, while the others said goodbye. I blushed slightly, but then hung up, and continued getting dressed.


I was practically running down the sidewalks, pushing my way through the throngs of people to get there on time. But of course, I was already five minutes late. Stupid Cassidy and her amazing cooking. I had spent to much time eating, and had left barely any time for getting to the studio.

"Excuse me!" I said to some people as I tried to push my way through them. They wouldn't let me through. "Please let me through." I asked politley, but yet again I couldn't fit my way through them. "I'm on my period, and if you don't let me thorugh your going to have one big mess on your hands!" I yelled, and everyone immediantly moved out of the way. I sprinted down the open way, and flung myself through the door of the studio.

"Alexa!" someone shouted behind me.

"Sorry! I'm late!" I told whoever it was, and made my way around the classes taking place in the studio's towards the front. I burst into the back studio to find Matt standing there. "Matt, I am so sorry." I told him dropping my bag in the corner before walking over to him.

"Don't worry about it. Your not even that late." he said with a smile, and I grinned back at him. He was such a sweetheart.

"Did you strech yet or anything?" I asked, slipping off my sandals and pulling my socks back up. He shook his head, so I sat down on the floor, and started doing my streches. He sat across from me, and did his own streches.

Sliding into the splits, I leaned to both sides for a few moments, before grabbing both my feet and leaning completley forward. After rolling my ankles and neck, I stood up, wringing out my arms. I pulled my leg up until I was balancing on one foot, and wrapped my arm around the leg infront of my, using the other hand to pull my foot more vertical.

"Ready when you are." he said, a term we used when getting ready to start. He was standing over by the stero, slipping our cd into the tray.

"Let's work on the lifts for a little bit first, then we'll try the whol routine." I told him, and he nodded, pressing pause before the track even started. He walked over o the right side of the mirro, while I stood at the left, both facing the back wall. "Five.. Six... Seven... Eight."

~ Louis's P.O.V ~

"Hazza get out of the shower! We're hungry!" I shouted, banging on Harry's bathroom door, the others standing behind me.

"Boobear, you can't rush a process like this." Harry said by the door. Well atleast he was out of the shower.

"We're just going to see Alexa." I reminded him, but then it clicked. Was Harry interested in Alexa? Everybody knows he's a flirt, but maybe his flirting yesterday was real. I just couldn't think like that.

"Exactly." he said, flinging the door open and wigling his eyebrows. My mouth dropped as I stared at him, and he laughed. "Don't worry boobear. Larry Stylinson will always be forever. But you got to admitt she's got a nice pair of knockers." he said, that goodfy grin still on his face.

"Harry! Only you would be thinking that you whore. Pain in my arse." Liam muttered, walking away and shaking his head.

"Now you've made daddy direction angry." Zayn sighed, walking away towards Liam.

"FOOD!" Niall shouted, half moaning.

"We're getting there, now hurry along Harry, and stop mind shagging Alexa." I teased, and he stuck his tongue out at me before ruffling his hair in the mirror.

"Alright, let's go." he said, straightening out his usual white v-neck shirt.

We have been staying at the JW Marriott near the Staples Center, where we would be performing in a couple of days. This was our first show on the tour, and we had gotten to America early, so Paul said we could have some free time until the show. We each had our own rooms, but a key to each others.

"Where are we going to eat?" Niall asked as we piled into the back of a taxi, sitting ontop of one another.

"Niall, you ate breakfast, like an hour ago." Liam reminded him.

"Yeah, and now it's been an hour since I had food." he said like it was obvious. We all laughed while Liam facepalmed.

"We don't even really know American resturaunts." Zayn said, and we all looked to each other. He was right.

"Let's ring Alexa!" Harry suggested, and we all gave him a look. "Fine, I"ll just send her a message." he mumbled, and began typing away on his phone. "Alexa says Mcdonals's. Whatever that is." Harry said, muttering the last part to himself as he read over the text.

"To the nearest McDonald's please." Liam told the driver through the window. The guy nodded, and turned into another lane.

"My god this is bloody amazing." Niall moaned after his third BigMac.

"How are you not fat?" I asked and they all laughed.

"These little magical mokeys sneak into my room every night eat all the fat off of my body." he said, shoving a bunch of fries into his mouth.

"You might need to start sending them into Harry's room. He's gettin a little tubby." I joked, fake whispering to Niall.

"Hey!" Harry shouted when I poked his stomach. "I am not tubby, boobear. You're just being mean." Harry pouted, sticking out his lower lip.

"I'm sorry Hazza. You know I love you." I told him, kissing his cheek.

"Ew Lou. Just belt up." Harry said, narrowing his eyes. I laughed, slinging my arm around the back of the seat behind him.

"Are you done yet Niall?" Zayn asked, laughing as Niall leaned back in his seat, sipping on his cola.

"For now. I want to go see Alexa!" he said, and everyone agreed. We threw away our trash and headed out to catch another taxi.

"Did any of you catch what street we're on? "I asked, stopping them as I pulled out my phone with text from Alexa.

"That sign says Lakershim Blvd." Liam told me, looking at me curiously.

"Her studio is just down the street. C'mon lads, let's go for a stroll." I said, linking arms with Harry. He smiled at me, and we started skipping down the sidewalk, with the other boys following after us.

"Is that.. ONE DIRECTION?!" someone yelled, and there was a bunch of screams. Turning to look, a bunch of girls started following us.

"RUN!" Liam yelled, and we all took off running down the street, with me looking out for Alexa's building.

"This way!" I shouted, and we piled into a door, watching out the window as all the girls ran past.

"Can I help you?" someone asked from behind a desk.

"We're looking for Alexa Anderson." Liam told the lady, leaning up on the counter. We left him to speak with the adult, and looked around the small office area. It had big glass windows on one side that let you look into a big studio area where a group of young girls were learning.

"Right, she's in studio 3B. Just walk along the edges of this room to the back, and look for the room with the big 3B on it." the lady told us, and Liam nodded in appreciation.

"Harry, put this on, and tuck in your hair." Zayn said, handing Harry a beanie hat.

"Why?" he asked, confused. Zayn walked him over to the window, and long the back wall were a bunch of bags. A bunch of One Direction bags. Oh boy.

"Your hair is too recognizable." Niall laughed.

"What about yours blondie? And what about you Zayn?" Harry asked, pointing to both of them.

"Nothing his touching my hair." Zayn said protectivley, putting his hands up to shield his hair.

"Let's go lads, we can try to sneak around. Juast act natural." Liam reminded us, pulling open the door to the studio. We walked around the sides of the studio, thankfully going unnoticed. Liam stopped infront of the door with the 3B on it, and we heard music from the other side. Walking in, it looked like thay had just started the routine. So we closed the door quietly, and stood, watching closely.

The lad that Alexa was dancing with was very good, but I just couldn't keep my eyes off of her. She was so graceful when she moved, and she portrayed the story so well, it was unbelieveable.

"She is cracking." Harry said, and we all nodded, in a trance.

When the song ended, we all started clapping, very loud and obnoxiously. Alexa looked up, startled, but then a smile flitted across her stunning face.

"That was brill Alexa! You are amazing." he said, and she gave him a hug.

"Thank you! I wan't sure when you guys were coming, or how long you were staying so we're basically done here." she said, and we all smiled.

"That was beautiful, love." I told Alexa, taking her hand and kissing it, while looking up at her. Her cheeks turned bright red, and she had a small grin on her face.

"Are british boys always this sweet?" she teased.

"Only when we have bowls of cereal for breakfast, right Niall?" I asked, looking behind me.

"What?" he asked, totally zoned out. We all laughed, and I let go of Alexa's had.

"Can I show you guy's something else?" she asked, looking at all of us.

"Sure, of course." Liam told her with a smile. She smiled back, but then headed to the door.

"One sec." she said, disappearing.

"Who are you guys?" the lad who had been dancing with Alexa asked, and we all turned to him.

"We're One Direction." Harry said proudly, and the boy raised an eyebrow.

"The british boy band?" he asked, and we laughed.

"The one and only." I told him with a fake bow.

"What's your name?" Liam asked, looking the guy up and down. Ah, daddy direction is making himself present.

"Matt Downer." the boy, Matt told us.

"Nice to meet you, Matt." Zayn said, always polite. Something about this guy was off, though. I could feel it.

"So are you guys all just friends with her, or..." Matt asked sugestively, taking us all in.

"Are you her boyfriend?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Please say no... Please say no...

"No." he said with a sigh, and I let go of a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Aubrey, please just, calm down. Just, do the dance, then maul them." Alexa was saying outside the door, and I looked at the other guys worried. Alexa walked in with four other girls and stood infront of us. "Matt, can you play track six?" Alexa asked, throwing a CD at him. He caught it and slipped it on the stereo, flipping through the tracks.

The familiar chords of What Makes You Beautiful rung out of the speakers, and they started dancing.

(Routine on the side! :D)

All of us were laughing in surprise, and awe, at the choreography. When did she have the time to work on this? The other dancers were good, but she was just amazing. The dancing stopped at the second verse, and she slapped hands with the other dancers, catching her breath.

"This is why we need you on tour with us. Your choreography is way better than ours!" Zayn complimented her, and her cheeks grew slightly pink.

"Oh my god. Your Harry Styles. Oh my god, oh my god oh my god." this girl, I'm guessing Aubrey said, starring at Harry. He laughed, looking at her. Harry really loved his fans.

"The on an only, love." he told her, spinning slightly with a grin on his face.

"So what do you say?" Niall asked Alexa, and we all looked at him wide eyed. He wasn't suppose to say anything yet.

"About what?" Alexa asked, giggling slightly at Aubrey.

"Um, nevermind." Niall said nervously, scratching the back of his neck.

"Aw, you can't just leave me haning like that." she pouted, pulling the most adorable puppy dog face I have ever seen. What have we gotten ourselves into.

"Louis talked to Paul and he said your hired." Liam spit out, and we all looked at him. He was always the one to resist.

"Oh my god! Louis thank you!" she screamed, practically jumping on me, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, crushing herself to me. Laughing slightly, I hugged her back, holding on until she dropped down off of me.

"You sure you don't mind me coming with you?" she asked all of us, and we stared at her with wide eyes.

"Of course not! We want you to come with us!" Harry told her with a wink. She laughed but pulled him into a hug, and proceeded to hug Zayn, Liam, and Niall.

"What about me, Alexa?" Aubreay pounted, sticking out her lower lip.

"Your just going to have to take lessons from Sam. I'm going on tour with One Direction!" she shouted, pumping her fist into the air.

"Better get practicing Miss Direction. First shows in three days." Liam told her, using a different nickname.

"Miss Direction?" she asked, giggling. "I like it." she told him when he was about to explain. He took a deep breath in relief and we all laughed.

"Lighten up daddy direction. Told you everything would work out." I told Liam, slinging my arm around his shoulders.

"Alexa, what about Nationals?" Matt asked, coming out of his corner.

"I know, I know. But we have the routine down, and it's two weeks away. I'm sure I can fly back a few days before for rehersal and competition." she told him, looking back at us. We all nodded with smiles on our faces, and she grinned back, turning to look at Matt. He nodded, flashing her a grin before pulling her into a hug. We were all shocked when he glared at us over her shoulder.

"Good luck." he told her, and then walked out of the room.

She turned to us, placing her hands on her hips as he looked at all of us. "So, when's rehersal?"

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