(Sydney's POV)
"So tell me again why I have to break in to one of the toughest باکسر, مکے باز in Bradford's dressing room?" I asked my so called دوستوں as we walked towards the building.
"Because, it's the only way we will get some of Zayn Malik's stuff!" Claire stated, shoving me and a few of my other 'friends' behind the دیوار to the building.
"Lets just get this over with..." Rolling my eyes, I lend in to here the plan.
"Syd, you'll break into the club. We, me Alissa and Kate will stay here and wait for آپ to return. آپ will make sure no one is in the room then run and and grab something! Make sure NOT to get caught, got that?"Claire asked,
"Yeah..." I replied.
"Trust me, once آپ see him, you'll be drooling!" Alissa said. I shrugged my shoulders, running the plan through my head.
They chose me, being the youngest one, to sneak into this famous boxers dressing room - Do boxers even have dressing rooms? According to Claire, they do - and somehow find a piece of something he has touched. Obsessive much? Now I'm not a big پرستار of the 'Zayn Malik'. I barely know what he looks like, yet I still have to make sure that he doesn't see me... Bet yet, that no one sees me. This, will be easy. Barley anyone ever notices me.
"Syd! Go!" Claire کہا nudging me in the direction of the night club.
I walked down an alley that led to a back door of the nightclub. Unfortunatly, my luck was low. The door opened, reveiling a worker throwing away garbage. As he was walking, his back facing me, I quickly ran inside, letting the door close. I was completely lost. There were staires that went up, and staires that went down. The staires that go down must be the basement . . . right?
I ran up the stairs. I stopped and rested my hands on my knees, panting hard. I stood up straight and slowly opened the door infront of me. I looked left and right. A sign pointed to the right read,
"Arena." The left sign, I couldn't read because I was hearing footsteps behind me. I quickly turned left and ran down the hall, trying to find a cover.
I climbed into a dirty trash can and crouching down to hide myself. I felt a slimey substance drip on me. Oh, they are so going to get it once I'm done with this. I heard voices. It came closer until it was infront of the trash can. I felt something hit my back, liquid trailing inside my shirt. I almost gagged at the smell of beer. Great, I have gooey substance and بیئر all over me. I probably smell like a zoo animal. The voices faded away, making it quiet.
I quickly hopped out of the trash can, my hair and outfit all wet. A door opened, making me crouch down behind the trash can.
"Malik! You're on in ten minutes! Hurry the bloody hell up!" A man yelled,
"Alright alright simon! Hold on!"Another voice shouted.
It sounded مزید young and quite dull. They passed me and walked down. I checked out both of them. One was too old, the other seemed to be my age, 19. He had dark brunette hair and a white tank with black shorts and black sneakers. He had a a bunch of tattoos, well from behind آپ could tell. I looked down the opposite hall to see the door slowly closing. I quickly jumped up and saved the door from closing. I looked down the hall where they walked down. Not seeing them, I took this chance to read the door "Zayn Malik" A smirk grew on my face as I walked in, quietly closing the door, even though it could close itself.
I looked around the neat room. Nothing out of place. I wanted to examine more, but that's not why I'm here. I looked for something to take. I hate how they are making me do this. I'm sorry Zayn Malik, please don't beat me to death! Wow, now that I think of it, I'm stealing something from a professional boxer, who might come back at any minute. I rushed around, spotting a watch. Eh, that's something he touched. I grabbed it, placing it into my pocket.
"One sec Simon! I forgot my water in my room!" I heard a familiar voice yell from outside the room. I panicked and jumped behind a sofa. I heard the door open and close. I tried to nuzzle as far down as I could go, while being quiet.
"What the?" I heard the same voice whisper. My eyes widened. I left a dirt puddle of بیئر that dripped off of me all around his dressing room. I would like to thank God that it didn't lead to where I was hiding. "Aye, Simon! Come look!" The voice shouted.
"What!"Another voice grumbled. "What is this? What did آپ do Malik!" The same voice shouted, causing me to flinch.
"Nothing! I left to go practice, but before I left, it wasn't there! And when I came back, now آپ know the rest," I heard Zayn shout back.
"Clean it up! We don't have time for stupid crap like this!" The simon guy said.
"I ain't cleaning up crap that ain't mine!" Zayn argued.
"You better! یا I'll make sure آپ lose this match!" It got quiet after that. The door opened then closed. I peaked to see that I was still stuck in my hiding spot.
"Stupid manager," I heard Zayn mumble. My دل was pounding and I tried to control my heavy breathing as best as I could. The silence is not helping one bit. My phone buzzed in my pocket making me freeze. Again, I would like to thank God for having it on vibrate. I slowly pulled it out. The lighting better not give away my hide out.
From: Claire:
Are آپ in yet?
The girls are making me watch Nialls match. but, we have to be careful around security, we didn't pay to watch. I was about to quietly reply when I heard a growl above me. . . I looked up and met a pair of dark brown eyes. Oh crap..
"So tell me again why I have to break in to one of the toughest باکسر, مکے باز in Bradford's dressing room?" I asked my so called دوستوں as we walked towards the building.
"Because, it's the only way we will get some of Zayn Malik's stuff!" Claire stated, shoving me and a few of my other 'friends' behind the دیوار to the building.
"Lets just get this over with..." Rolling my eyes, I lend in to here the plan.
"Syd, you'll break into the club. We, me Alissa and Kate will stay here and wait for آپ to return. آپ will make sure no one is in the room then run and and grab something! Make sure NOT to get caught, got that?"Claire asked,
"Yeah..." I replied.
"Trust me, once آپ see him, you'll be drooling!" Alissa said. I shrugged my shoulders, running the plan through my head.
They chose me, being the youngest one, to sneak into this famous boxers dressing room - Do boxers even have dressing rooms? According to Claire, they do - and somehow find a piece of something he has touched. Obsessive much? Now I'm not a big پرستار of the 'Zayn Malik'. I barely know what he looks like, yet I still have to make sure that he doesn't see me... Bet yet, that no one sees me. This, will be easy. Barley anyone ever notices me.
"Syd! Go!" Claire کہا nudging me in the direction of the night club.
I walked down an alley that led to a back door of the nightclub. Unfortunatly, my luck was low. The door opened, reveiling a worker throwing away garbage. As he was walking, his back facing me, I quickly ran inside, letting the door close. I was completely lost. There were staires that went up, and staires that went down. The staires that go down must be the basement . . . right?
I ran up the stairs. I stopped and rested my hands on my knees, panting hard. I stood up straight and slowly opened the door infront of me. I looked left and right. A sign pointed to the right read,
"Arena." The left sign, I couldn't read because I was hearing footsteps behind me. I quickly turned left and ran down the hall, trying to find a cover.
I climbed into a dirty trash can and crouching down to hide myself. I felt a slimey substance drip on me. Oh, they are so going to get it once I'm done with this. I heard voices. It came closer until it was infront of the trash can. I felt something hit my back, liquid trailing inside my shirt. I almost gagged at the smell of beer. Great, I have gooey substance and بیئر all over me. I probably smell like a zoo animal. The voices faded away, making it quiet.
I quickly hopped out of the trash can, my hair and outfit all wet. A door opened, making me crouch down behind the trash can.
"Malik! You're on in ten minutes! Hurry the bloody hell up!" A man yelled,
"Alright alright simon! Hold on!"Another voice shouted.
It sounded مزید young and quite dull. They passed me and walked down. I checked out both of them. One was too old, the other seemed to be my age, 19. He had dark brunette hair and a white tank with black shorts and black sneakers. He had a a bunch of tattoos, well from behind آپ could tell. I looked down the opposite hall to see the door slowly closing. I quickly jumped up and saved the door from closing. I looked down the hall where they walked down. Not seeing them, I took this chance to read the door "Zayn Malik" A smirk grew on my face as I walked in, quietly closing the door, even though it could close itself.
I looked around the neat room. Nothing out of place. I wanted to examine more, but that's not why I'm here. I looked for something to take. I hate how they are making me do this. I'm sorry Zayn Malik, please don't beat me to death! Wow, now that I think of it, I'm stealing something from a professional boxer, who might come back at any minute. I rushed around, spotting a watch. Eh, that's something he touched. I grabbed it, placing it into my pocket.
"One sec Simon! I forgot my water in my room!" I heard a familiar voice yell from outside the room. I panicked and jumped behind a sofa. I heard the door open and close. I tried to nuzzle as far down as I could go, while being quiet.
"What the?" I heard the same voice whisper. My eyes widened. I left a dirt puddle of بیئر that dripped off of me all around his dressing room. I would like to thank God that it didn't lead to where I was hiding. "Aye, Simon! Come look!" The voice shouted.
"What!"Another voice grumbled. "What is this? What did آپ do Malik!" The same voice shouted, causing me to flinch.
"Nothing! I left to go practice, but before I left, it wasn't there! And when I came back, now آپ know the rest," I heard Zayn shout back.
"Clean it up! We don't have time for stupid crap like this!" The simon guy said.
"I ain't cleaning up crap that ain't mine!" Zayn argued.
"You better! یا I'll make sure آپ lose this match!" It got quiet after that. The door opened then closed. I peaked to see that I was still stuck in my hiding spot.
"Stupid manager," I heard Zayn mumble. My دل was pounding and I tried to control my heavy breathing as best as I could. The silence is not helping one bit. My phone buzzed in my pocket making me freeze. Again, I would like to thank God for having it on vibrate. I slowly pulled it out. The lighting better not give away my hide out.
From: Claire:
Are آپ in yet?
The girls are making me watch Nialls match. but, we have to be careful around security, we didn't pay to watch. I was about to quietly reply when I heard a growl above me. . . I looked up and met a pair of dark brown eyes. Oh crap..
I panicked and rang Harry. 'Hello' he said. I started to cry 'Harry I'm lost' I really started to panick then. 'It's ok. Tell me what آپ can see' he told me 'A really big house' he paused 'I think that's Simon's house. Knock and check' I ran up and rang the doorbell. Simon answered 'Hey it's Kate! Harry's girlfriend' I said. 'Oh hi Kate!Are آپ ok?' he asked. 'Not really. I'm sorta lost but Harry's coming to collect me' I told him. 'Come inside he told me' I came in and he gave me a Galaxy cookie crumble and a can of coke. We talked for about 10 منٹ when there was a knock at the door. I answered it. It was Harry! 'Harry!!!!!!!' I کہا as I jumped into his arms. 'I'm so happy to see you' I told him. I fell asleep on the way back to the hotel I was so tired! Leah was sitting in the lobby when I got back. 'KATE' she roared running towards me. I moved out of the way so she wouldn't run into me. She fell over into a water fountain. 'Whoops' I said.
WHILE X Factor pal CHER LLOYD seeks attention with new tattoos, ONE DIRECTION do it with T-shirts.
HARRY STYLES stepped out in Liverpool with a declaration of love for bandmate LOUIS TOMLINSON emblazoned on his chest.
The grey سب, سب سے اوپر was printed with both their first names, separated سے طرف کی a red heart.
When the boys hit LA in January, 19-year-old Louis also got in on the action.
The cheeky chappy boldly wore a white سب, سب سے اوپر with 'Cheryl, call me.... x' on it.
My guess is she didn't.
HARRY STYLES stepped out in Liverpool with a declaration of love for bandmate LOUIS TOMLINSON emblazoned on his chest.
The grey سب, سب سے اوپر was printed with both their first names, separated سے طرف کی a red heart.
When the boys hit LA in January, 19-year-old Louis also got in on the action.
The cheeky chappy boldly wore a white سب, سب سے اوپر with 'Cheryl, call me.... x' on it.
My guess is she didn't.
One Direction raking cash
They didn’t even win the XFactor, coming third, and they’ve yet to release a CD but boyband One Direction featuring our very own Irish lad Niall Horan are already raking in the cash. Simon Cowell has signed them up and it appears they received a gesture of £8,000 (€9,321) already with the label investing over £2 Million into the band.
It’s espected the band will get floods of endorsement offers that will further enhance their bank accounts – a number of computer games and fashion houses are کہا to be interested in using the مقبول band in their advertising campaigns. They’re currently in L.A., shopping til they shop, and working with some سب, سب سے اوپر موسیقی producers.
They didn’t even win the XFactor, coming third, and they’ve yet to release a CD but boyband One Direction featuring our very own Irish lad Niall Horan are already raking in the cash. Simon Cowell has signed them up and it appears they received a gesture of £8,000 (€9,321) already with the label investing over £2 Million into the band.
It’s espected the band will get floods of endorsement offers that will further enhance their bank accounts – a number of computer games and fashion houses are کہا to be interested in using the مقبول band in their advertising campaigns. They’re currently in L.A., shopping til they shop, and working with some سب, سب سے اوپر موسیقی producers.
Cardle has been forced to change his phone number after fellow X Factor contestants One Direction accidently let his number slip through Twitter.
The boyband were chatting in a live web chat and proceeded to let شائقین hear a voicemail message without realising it contained the digits of Matt’s phone number. Matt ended up receiving thousands of missed calls, voicemails and texts.
A ذریعہ told The Sun: “Matt woke to hundreds of missed calls. He thought something serious had happened.”
However Matt took it all in good jest according to the insider. “He spoke to the lads and had a laugh.” the ذریعہ added.
The boyband were chatting in a live web chat and proceeded to let شائقین hear a voicemail message without realising it contained the digits of Matt’s phone number. Matt ended up receiving thousands of missed calls, voicemails and texts.
A ذریعہ told The Sun: “Matt woke to hundreds of missed calls. He thought something serious had happened.”
However Matt took it all in good jest according to the insider. “He spoke to the lads and had a laugh.” the ذریعہ added.
گیا کیا پوسٹ on January 21, 2011 سے طرف کی Mike
From the people who brought آپ the ultra-glossy JLS and Justin Bieber books… (and just about every other pop سٹار, ستارہ book آپ could possibly think of) Get ready to stampede your way into WHSmith for a copy of… Forever Young: Our Official X Factor Story.
Judging سے طرف کی the گزشتہ کتابیں published سے طرف کی HarperCollins, we’re probably going to see behind the scenes gossip, diary entries and enough exclusive تصاویر to redecorate your entire house with.
The book will be released on February 17th – to coincide with the X Factor tour. Now you’ll not only have something for them to sign, but also something to read on the journey ہوم after the show
From the people who brought آپ the ultra-glossy JLS and Justin Bieber books… (and just about every other pop سٹار, ستارہ book آپ could possibly think of) Get ready to stampede your way into WHSmith for a copy of… Forever Young: Our Official X Factor Story.
Judging سے طرف کی the گزشتہ کتابیں published سے طرف کی HarperCollins, we’re probably going to see behind the scenes gossip, diary entries and enough exclusive تصاویر to redecorate your entire house with.
The book will be released on February 17th – to coincide with the X Factor tour. Now you’ll not only have something for them to sign, but also something to read on the journey ہوم after the show
Hello to anyone who is reading this,
I am doing a review on the song Midnight Memories, which is on their newest album "Midnight Memories"
In my opinion, this is their best song yet. Although it is a different style from the rest of their songs, I think the rock style has brought out a different style to the band personality wise.
The موسیقی video is really creative and shows the strong friendships and bonds between all of the boys. The video is also fun to watch.
مجموعی طور پر I think this song is the best on the album because it is different o their normal genre of pop and they have turned a bit rock.
Please تبصرہ your thoughts of this song!
♥
I am doing a review on the song Midnight Memories, which is on their newest album "Midnight Memories"
In my opinion, this is their best song yet. Although it is a different style from the rest of their songs, I think the rock style has brought out a different style to the band personality wise.
The موسیقی video is really creative and shows the strong friendships and bonds between all of the boys. The video is also fun to watch.
مجموعی طور پر I think this song is the best on the album because it is different o their normal genre of pop and they have turned a bit rock.
Please تبصرہ your thoughts of this song!
♥