"GETTTT UPPP IZZZZZYYYY", I heard Louis yell. "shutupp Lou", A deep husky voice said. "1, why are you in here. 2, Get out,I just have underwear and a bra. 3, Harry shut it. And 5, WHYYYYYYYY", I asked dragging the Y. "Breakfast?", Louis asked. I shot back "Very convincing, Lou". I pouts and walks out. "You too, cheeky boy", I said.
I walked downstairs, to hear all the boys laughing loud and I mean loud. "Hey guys, why you laughing", I then notice only Harry's not laughing. "What'd you boys do to Harry?", I asked. "Harr-y, f-ell on so-me whipp-ed c-re-am" Zayn said between breathes. I giggled. I'm used to the boys, I've lived with them for a week and a half now. It's also fun here.
"Well, I'm going to take a shower and get dressed. Plans for today are what?", I asked curious. "Free today", Liam states. OHHHHH great idea. "Let's go to the beach pleasssssse?", I begged with my puppy dog eyes. He nods in approval. I do a happy dance and walk upstairs. What bathing suit should I wear? I wondered. HMMMMMMM. Found it!!! I realized I yelled it. Oops.
I hop into the shower. The warm water runnimg my back. I jump out 10 minutes later. Ready to go I skipped downstairs, but fall at the last step. The sound of foot steps come closer. "Izzy, you okay?", Harry says trying not to laugh. I give a thumbs and raise up.
"Go ahead and laugh", I say. I hear him laughing. A knock on the door makes him stop. We walk to look through the peep hole quietly. "Harry, that's my dad", I whisper. He nods and tells me to go to my room. I do so. I hear the door open. Oh great.
"Hello, can I help you?", Harry asks. "Oh yes, you have my loving daughter", He says. I can't even call him my dad. "Who might your daughter be. We have just all boys here. It's a band you know?", Harry says.
I need her now you little bas-", That's all I caught before I hear security take him away. Thank god to anyone who called them. Once the door closed shut I ran out. Harry looked proud. I let a tear escape my eye, but quickly wiped it away before anyone could see it, but guess not.
"Love, why ya crying? He's just some guy", Zayn says. He picks me up and lays me on the couch, when I burst into tears. Wondering how to tell them. "Guys, that wasn't 'some guy'. He was m..my dad", I stuttered. A lot of 'ohhs' filled the room. "He hates me. He's just pretending to like me to get me back so he can punish me for no reason. I will have either a week without eating or a beaten, so yeah"
"Okay, who's ready for the beach", I ask lightening the mood. A echos of yeahs fill the room again. Before we were about to leave another knock on the door caught everyone's attention. I answered it seeing it was just security. "Hey Albert, what's up?", I asked. "The sky what else", He teased. I stuck my tounge out and sat on the couch. "Alot of things. Like clouds, balloons, air, kites, etc", I say back. He gives me a playful glare. Funny thing is, he's my security guard. Ya Ya, because of the fans.
"Because of the fans, you have to come one at a time. We have the beach blocked off and blah this and blah that. Got it", He says. I nod. Albert (My body guard) took my side as we walked outside. Harry, then Niall, then Louis, then Liam, Then Zayn came. We took off down the road to the beach.
When we got to the beach, shock took over me. Fans. Were. Everywhere. They are sometimes rude though. Once we got out of the car 4 bodyguards are around me and 6 around the boys. One of the fans yelled "OMG, It's Izzy Moore. She's so pretty to be a young age. I love you!!!!". I looked up at her and smiled.
I walked over to her with Albert and Paul. "Hey, what's your name", I asked. She shook and said "Maria" I smiled "Nice to meet you", I said. I hugged her and asked for her twitter. She said it was '@Ur_with_me23' (A/N: dont no if its real pretend k k). I took a picture with her and walked away proud to have a fan. "Why are you smiling like a Cheshire Cat?", Liam asked.
"Me: Isabella Moore, Has a fan named Maria".
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Hey guys its a filler. Im not supposed to be up. Its 1:30 AM here in America. Wow, y am i up. anyways hope you like it. Plz follow me and comment wat u think about my shitty chappie. Until then carrots
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Goodbye (One Direction Fan Fiction)
Hayran KurguWhat would you do if you were kicked out by your own parents. Walk alone, Stay at a friends, In a dumster, Or live with an international British/Irish boyband. That's exactly what Isabella Moore did. She was lost for words when she was took in by th...
