One Lucky Girl

Chapter 1

Harrys POV

I awoke to the loud obnoxious ringing on the table beside my bed. My eyes were swollen shut as I pried my eyes open to find the alarm and shut it off. Today was the day. The day I have been dreading ever since management set up this stupid contest. My thoughts were going crazy. I wanted nothing to do with this nonsense.

I forced myself to roll out of bed and walked straight into the bathroom. My hands scrambling to find eye drops to clear the blur from my eyes. With eyes tingling from rain like drops, I quickly put on my favorite pair of jeans and a white v neck. I slipped on my shoes and ran down the stairs almost falling over my loosely tied laces. I grabbed a granola bar and I was off to the studio, late like always.

I stumbled out of the car and quickly darted through the endless mob of paparazzi on may way inside the building. I didn't want to see the boys because they were really excited for the drawing of the winner for the contest, unlike myself.

Door through door it felt like ages until I finally plowed my self through the studio door, falling over myself.

"CLUMSY IS HERE" Niall shouted laughing with the rest of the clan.

"Watch it" I snapped not really meaning it in a harsh way. They all just looked at me like I had four heads, but I didn't care, I didn't want to be here.

"Hey Harry quit the anger act and come over here lad! Your large, large, large hands are picking the winner of the contest!" Louis proceeded to tell me as he frolicked around chairs like a five year old

Great.

Just what I wanted. I got to stick my hand in a huge bag of random names and pick the lucky winner. Knowing my luck, I was going to pick the most annoying person in the entire universe. I'd have to spend one whole week ripping my brown curls out from the scalp of my head.

Shit.

I was baffled by everyone's looks as they watched my every move. The boys knew I didn't want to be here but, they did, so I forced a fake smile across my face and walked over to the group.

"Harry it's time to shove that hand of yours in that bag and pick the lucky winner!" Zayn exclaimed as he gripped my shoulders and shook my entire self.

I quickly grabbed the bag and started shuffling around. Each piece of paper perfectly folded and intertwined within the others. It took about 5 minutes until I released my hand from the bag.

A white piece of paper was delicately placed in my hand. I just stared. I didn't want to open it. I stared at the boys and released a loud sigh. I took each side of the fold in between my index fingers and thumbs and slowly opened the paper. I quickly looked away from it, but before I knew it I was staring at the piece of paper. The winners name staring into my green eyes.

Audrey Janson

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