You Only Want Me Cause I'm Taken

Chapter 1

Author's Note: This is my first time writing fan fiction! I've read a lot of good 1D fanfics and decided to give it a try. Hope you enjoy!

I woke up on a normal day in my room, my One Direction poster-plastered room. I looked up at the poster above my bed, the five boys grinning down at me.

"Good morning boys," I said. This was how I started each day, talking to my poster. Yep, I was a massive Directioner. I wished with all my heart to finally meet them someday, which was stupid because I'd never meet them. I kicked my blanket off my bed, and yeah, it was a 1D blanket. And guess what my pajamas were? An oversize 1D shirt and a pair of leggings. Yeah, I was a little obsessed. And by a little I mean a lot. My older sister, Ada, strolled into my room, still half-asleep.

"Faith, you awake?" She groaned.

"More awake than you," I said, stuffing my feet into my slippers. "What's up?"

"I think my hairbrush is in here - oh there it is, my brush!" She ran to get her precious hairbrush. Now you know what kind of sister I have. Ada is the cute, popular one, always with a boyfriend, unlike me, the shy, eternally single girl. Even though she's 18 and I'm 17, I feel like we're ages apart. "That's all, Faith," she said as she left. I rolled my eyes. "That's Ada Brennan for you," I said to my poster. If the poster was alive, I bet the boys would be rolling their eyes too.

When I got to my locker at school, I felt more alone than ever. My only company was One Direction from the magazine cutouts that I had taped to the inside of my lockers. I had no friends and I was practically invisible to everyone. I picked up my backpack and headed for my first class.

I got home ten minutes earlier than Ada. That's because I walked alone. Ada walked with all her friends. My only friends are One Direction, I thought, and even they don't know I exist. I propped my bag against the wall in my room and turned on my computer. I was just searching the web when six words stood out to me. "Win a date with Niall Noran" was in bright red. A chance to meet Niall? My heart started to beat faster. A chance to meet Niall? This could be my chance to meet someone who understands me, someone who could possibly care. Someone who actually likes me. Oh snap out of it Faith! I thought. Even if you did meet Niall Horan, he wouldn't care about you. But inside I knew he would care.

My thoughts were interrupted by Ada. She meandered into my room.

"Hey, Faith - hey, who's that?" She started coming near the computer.

"Uh, it's no one." I tried to block the screen with my arms. Ada moved my arms away from the screen.

"Isn't Niall Horan that Irish boy from One Direction?" She asked.

"Duh. He's right there." I pointed to the nearest poster.

"He's cute," she said, twirling a strand of wavy strawberry blonde hair around her finger.

"He's mine!" I growled, resulting in a chuckle from Ada.

"Oh Faith, that's cute. Like you have a chance with him."

"Maybe if I enter the contest I'll win." She rolled her eyes.

"Sure you will," she said sarcastically. I narrowed my eyes.

"Since when do you like One Direction? You're always saying they're just a stupid boy band."

"I don't like One Direction. I was just asking." She put up her hands. "Sue me for asking."

"Can you just leave me alone? I don't want you here."

"Fine," she said as she left. I felt my skin burning red hot. I'll win that contest if it's the last thing I do, I thought. I will meet Niall. I will meet Niall. I will... These words reverberated inside my head as I entered the contest, entering my email address and phone number. Ada couldn't take this away from me. I was going to meet Niall Horan.