Liam's POV

I lay on the towel and watched the chicken fights in the pool. Zayn looked like he was having the time of his life until I picked up my phone. He tipped Cher right off his shoulders and climbed out of the pool. "Louis, a little help," he shouted as they picked me up and threw me in. "Aye mate! What was that for?" I demanded. "Just haven a little fun is all," he answered and jumped in again. I was getting very confused. If Zayn liked Cher so much, then he would want me away from her. I was holding anything against him because we were very close now.

"Liam your phone is ringing like a nut!" Storm said as he picked my phone up off the ground. I took the phone and pressed talk and immediately I felt the eyes land on me. "Hello?" I called. "Hi Liam. It is so good to hear your voice," Daniele said through the phone. "Hi Daniele, who's number are you calling from?" I asked because I didn't recognize the number. "Greg's," she explained. "Who's Greg?" I asked nervously. I felt the eyes of Katie, Zayn, Cher, and Harry gazing holes through me. "Uh, he's my boyfriend," she said. "Your…your…boyfriend?" I asked stuttering. "Yeah silly. Anyways, I just wanted to say congratulations on how well you're doing. But I have to go. See you," she said before hanging up.

I didn't know whether I felt upset or relieved. "What happened mate? Did your girl dump you already?" Louis taunted from the pool. "She has a boyfriend," I muttered and sat at the edge of the pool dipping my feet in. "Tough break," said Zayn. "Yeah anything you need you let us know Liam," said Katie. "Thanks," I mumbled. I grabbed my towel and went upstairs to change into my clothes.

"You alright?" Harry asked from the door way as I lay on my bed. "Fine I suppose. Anything I can help you with?" I asked leaning over the wooden railing. "Yeah we're going to the studio in ten minutes for our first rehearsal. They're taking groups and girls first, then when we get back home the boys and over 28's. Get ready, the limo's are here," he ordered as I jumped down.

Niall's POV

I sat in the car between Harry and Liam. "Excited boys?" I asked. "Yes!" Louis shouted. "Calm down we're all excited," Katie warned. "Liam?" I asked. "Yeah…sure I guess," answered Liam. "You guess? Are you crazy? This is an amazing experience," I yelled. "Niall!" Katie yelled at me. I wasn't going to deny I noticed her, even though she was a little bit older. "Alright, alright! I'm just trying to lighten the mood. You'd think I just shot him," I hissed. "I'd prefer that right now," Liam huffed and looked out the window. "Ah cheer up mate," Louis said hitting his shoulder. "You're on X-factor. You have a lot to be happy about," said Cher. "Thanks guys," he returned with a smile.

"Are you two groups ready?" Simon asked as we followed him and Cheryl down the hallway. "Yes!" everyone shouted. "Then follow us," Cheryl said, opening a door to a dance studio. "We have to be able to dance?" asked Zayn. "No, but you do need proper staging. Today's only going to be a half hour introduction really," explained Simon. "Lovely," Zayn huffed. A bald man walked in with a track suit as he sat on the couch while we sat on the hardwood floor. "I'm Garry, your stager. After your choreographer makes your routine, my job is to run through it and make sure it's suitable," he explained. We sat there and listen to him ramble and I wasn't particularly enjoying it.

Louis' POV

I jumped back into the car in the hopes to get back soon. "Aw that was so long," I complained. "You practically slept through the entire thing," Cher teased. "Well that's proof of how boring it was," I returned. "Just for that I'm going to say the entire speech to you," Harry joked. "Can't you just bore me to death with your singing?" I taunted. "No I prefer this method." Liam still didn't smile, and he didn't talk at all. "Liam, you okay?" I asked. "I'll be okay when everyone stops asking if I'm okay. But yeah I'm fine," he hissed. "Alright mate. You're officially not okay. We'll somehow cheer you up don't worry," Harry said joyously.

I was the first out of the car, Harry second. We had to pull Liam into the house. "Come on Liam," I complained. "You got to get ready!" Harry shouted. "Ready for what?" he questioned. "Well Niall got some game. Said we should dress nicely for it so come on." I wasn't sure what Niall had planned, but I could only hope it would cheer Liam up a bit. "This is just great," he scoffed and closed the door.

Zayn's POV

My plan really wasn't working. I guess it was going to be a battle for Cher's heart now. I really didn't want to have any arguments or fights with Liam because we were close as of now. I sat on the couch with Aiden as we listened to the others have a jam session. Liam was the only one not in the room and who could blame him. "Maybe I should go check on him," Cher suggested as she left the room. I really didn't have anything I could say to object and the only thing I could have done was let whatever was going to happen, happen.

"Eh One Direction Boys! Can you all meet me in the kitchen?" a familiar voice called. I followed Louis, Niall and Harry into the kitchen where Liam soon joined us with a smile on his face. I didn't know what Cher said but it worked. Simon stood in the kitchen with a beautiful brown haired girl stood. "This is Adriana," he announced. "Who is she?" Niall asked practically drooling over her. "Well actually, she's your new band mate," he said with an intense look on his face. "Ba…ba…band mate?" Harry mumbled in awe. "Yes. The producers said that they wanted a girl in One Direction. So we held a secret audition. She won it so she'll be joining you from here on out. You're to treat her with respect and help her with anything she needs because she'll most likely be your greatest weapon," he said sternly and left the kitchen.

Niall's POV

It was like Simon gave me an angel. It was now my life's mission to make this girl mine. Now I did notice that I would have some competition with Harry around, but nothing was going to stop me. My heart was racing and my eyes couldn't turn away. "Hi, I'm Niall," I said putting my hand out. "Adriana," she introduced shaking my hand. "I'm Harry, this is Louis, Zayn, and Liam," said Harry, pointing to each member of our band. "Come on. We'll introduce you to the others.

I sat on the floor by Liam as we watch Cher, Rebecca, Katie, and Adriana talk. My only concern was that I may have led Katie on a little too much but that was going to stop. Louis wasn't making any moves on her that I knew of, and Zayn was still fixated on Cher so really Harry was the only one left to deal with. "Well kids, I'm going to bed," announced Mary, but nobody paid attention. Suddenly, I noticed Aiden had his eyes on my girl! More competition, yay. "I'm going up to bed as well," more people began to say, including Aiden. I let out a silent-like sigh of relief.

Harry's POV

The future Mrs. Styles sat across from me smiling her brilliant smile. Niall needed to stay away and now I could officially understand how Liam and Zayn felt. My only advantage was that I was more willing to talk to Adriana than Niall. "So would you like me to show you to your room?" I asked her as I walked towards her. "That'd be great," she said taking my hand. I could see the disgusted look on Niall's face as Liam let out a roar of laughter than nobody else quite understood. "This is the last empty room. Liam and I are just next door down, Louis, Niall, and Zayn next to us. Cher's right across from you and Katie's door is connected to your room so you're all set," I said pointing her to her room. "Thanks Harry. I really appreciate it. I'll see you in the morning," she said and flashed another beautiful smile. "Night," I said and walked into my room.

"How'd it go?" Liam asked from up on the top bunk. "I really like her Liam. Am I crazy?" I asked checking to make sure I remained sane. "Yes, but to be fair you were always crazy. No in all seriousness I think it's normal to feel the way you feel. I felt it before myself," he explained. "You mean with Cher?" I asked undoubtedly. "Maybe." I flopped down on my bed and rested my head on the pillow. "Think I should cut my hair a bit?" he asked randomly. "Yes. Yes I do. Make it spikey!" I suggested sarcastically. "Alright Harry. Good night." He was wrong. It wasn't a good night. It was a perfect night.