As I stepped off the plane I breathed in the British air. I couldn't believe I was finally here! I'd waited half my life for this. You see when I was 9 years old my mum brought me to London to see my uncle, he was working on a West end show at the time. I remember going to visit him during rehearsals one afternoon, he was a stage manager. Watching this production I was transfixed by the lights and how the singers voices managed to fill the whole room. I fell in love with the theatre. After returning home to the USA I began to start dance classes, as the weeks flew by I realised that I had two left feet. I started drama and singing classes which I really enjoyed I was never very confident although I found when I sang people wanted to listen. Then a week before my first big performance I found out I needed to get my tonsils removed, I was distraught. I so badly wanted to be part of the show and luckily they said I could help with lights and sound, I loved it! That's what brought me to England you see, Lights and sound is my job and I have been asked to work on a tour. It's for a band called One Direction.

I hadn't even heard about the boys until I was offered the job, after that I searched them on YouTube. They seemed to have a lot of fans though that never bothered me, though as I approached my hotel I seen a group of young girls standing at the door. My first thought was why the hell are people waiting outside? Then I realised they were waiting on the boys. This sent me in to a fit of giggles as I realised this was what it would be like where ever they went. This was going to be a fun few months.

After I had checked in I went to the arena where the boys were rehearsing. As I walked in I was greeted by their tour manager Claire. As I approached her she looked as though she was really stressed out.
"Hi? Are you Claire? I'm Alice, I'm supposed to be doing tech?"

"Alice thank god you're here! The boys are back stage, would you be able to go and fit their mics?" she said in an uneasy tone. I nodded happily and went to meet the boys. Walking through the aisles of seats I began to wonder what the boys were actually like. Would they be nice? Would they be spoilt and big headed? I honestly hoped they would be down to earth because they would be the only kids around my age.

"Liam stop worrying the tech guy will be here soon just calm down" I heard one of them say in a relaxed tone. He looked as though the wrap in his hands were much more important than what his band mate had to say. The accent was different and didn't sound very English. I quickly remembered that one of them was from Ireland.

"Well what if they aren't huh? Then what will we do? We open in 2 weeks!" Said the boy who I assumed was Liam, he was pacing in a circle. I also saw two guys sitting on a sofa, one lying with his head on the others lap while he stroked his curly hair. I instantly remembered something I had seen online. The fans had said something about one of them having beautiful green eyes and curly hair. As I approached them I realised that they were right. This boy did have the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen. I felt as though they looked right into my soul. The boys detached themselves from each other. The other boy looked confused when I introduced myself.

"Hi, I'm Alice." My voice sounded weak and I felt my palms sweating. I couldn't understand why these boys were making me feel this way. Yes they were beautiful and yeah I was attracted to the curly one but I didn't know them yet and I never get nervous!

"I'm Harry, this is Louis." He said as he wrapped his arm around the boy he had previously been lying on. "Zayn is on the phone somewhere, Liam's the one stressing out because you're late and Niall is eating as per usual" I couldn't stop staring as the curly boy, I mean Harry spoke. He was looking straight in to my eyes. I felt as though he could see straight into my soul. I let a small smile creep across my face. I watched as he returned my smile with a huge grin.

"Not to be rude but why are you here?" I heard someone say. I turned to find out it was Louis. I let out a small giggle as Harry turned and smacked him in the chest. Louis gave Harry a confused look and muttered something about only saying what everyone was thinking.
"Louis is the king of inappropriate comments" Liam said as he approached "If he ever listened he would know that you're our new technical assistant." I smiled at Liam. He kind of reminded me of my best friend Ryan from back home, reliable and kind of hot.

"Yup that's me. Just came round to set up your mics and earpieces if that's alright. Then we can get started on lights and getting you boys on stage." I said trying to sound professional but all I could think about was the seriously sexy birth mark on Liam's neck. I could tell I was blushing. I needed to focus on what was going on and remember that these boys are basically my boss's and I can't afford to mess this up.

"Aw a tech girl! That's so cool! When did we get told this? I'm sorry love I just get a bit paranoid," Louis eyes drifted down as though there was something exceedingly interesting on his shoes "the fans get a bit crazy and I was just a bit worried you were one of them."

"Louis it's totally fine, I understand. This isn't my first time working with pop stars. I know the drill." I assured him before I began to get their individual microphones and earpieces out of my box. "Who's first?"
"I'll go find Zayn and grab some water so one of you guys go first please? This tour is huge for us and the sooner we start rehearsals the sooner Liam will calm down" Niall laughed and the other boys joined in while Liam's cheeks turned slightly pink. Liam approached me as a sign he would get his microphone first. He took two seconds to set up and as soon as we were finished he thanked me and began to head to the stage just as Niall returned bringing with him a boy which I assumed was Zayn.

"vuz happnin?" Zayn said in his funny British accent. I couldn't contain my smile at this point.
"I'm Alice nice to meet you" I stuck my hand out to shake his as I felt his arms wrap around me. "Oh... uh thanks Zayn. Can I put your mic on now?" I said while giggling I quickly finished setting up his and Naill's equipment and felt my legs give way as I knelt down. I had made it through my first interaction with the boys and it hadn't been that bad. Suddenly I felt a tap on the shoulder, I jumped as I saw Harry's face right next to mine. I had totally forgotten about him.
"Aw crap Harry sorry!" I said as I heard him laugh
"Honestly, first day here and you're already forgetting who's in the band" he winked as he said this. I couldn't help myself I stared into those beautiful green eyes and felt my stomach tie in knots. As if it couldn't get any worse my hands were shaking due to how nervous he was making me feel. We chatted about various things. Mostly about back home as Harry quickly realised I wasn't British, he told me not to be nervous and that the boys would look after me during the tour. When I told him it was time for him to go on stage and that the other boys were waiting on him I saw his eyes drop, almost as if he didn't want to leave. That's ridiculous I thought. What would Harry Styles want with me? I'm crew, I'm not even a dancer and I wouldn't dare tell them I liked to sing. He gave me a nod and headed up the stairs. If this was the way the tour started I couldn't wait to see tomorrow what would happen tomorrow!