Little broken birds {ed sheeran & One direction fanfiction}

Chapter 3

We left at 6:30 just like we planned. I was wearing a shimmery blue dress that Cloe said apparently matched my eyes.

I didn’t get dressed up often, I much preferred wearing jeans or shorts as they were much comfier, but according to clo I couldn’t possibly go to Niall Horan’s birthday party wearing those.

But to her disappointment I refused to wear the heels she’d picked out for me, I wanted to wear my converses. She thought it was a crime against fashion but I think they look pretty cool.

I don’t see why she’s so worked up over this, she’s met Niall before and she knows that I’m really close friends with all the guys. Maybe there’s something she’s not telling me.

That was the least of my worries at the moment though. First, I had to hope that we actually got there in one piece.

Since I hadn’t had time to bother to learn to drive, it meant that Cloe was the designated driver tonight. On the plus side it means she won’t get pissed out of her brain.

But I have to admit I’m not her biggest fan when it comes to her driving skills and she knows it.

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After 40minutes of driving through the busy London streets, we finally made it to the venue, and we were alive!

I put on my sunglasses and Cloe gave me a sceptical look. “Do you want the paparazzi to picture you?” she just laughed.

“Seriously Izzy? I mean come on; we’re not exactly who they’re focusing on tonight. One direction are gonna be in there along with Perrie from little mix, and I think Grimmy got invited from radio 1. Oh and they invited Taylor swift. We’re the last people they’re gonna want pictures of.”

I just sighed. Even though she was technically right, but we had to be careful.

After all I got photographed shopping with Niall a few months back and the media started saying we were dating. I mean come on; we’re cousins for crying out loud!

They just liked twisting things. Get caught walking out of here with Harry Styles later, and the whole world would think that you’d slept with him last night. It’s just what they do.

“Just put on your glasses Cloe. Or your scarf or something at least.” She rolled her eyes at me. “Alright, if you insist your highness.”

We got out of the car, which we had parked a road away from the venue so we wouldn’t attract too much attention.

I hated walking into these places when the paparazzi knew what was going on. There were a few hundred of them outside, hoping to get shots of some celebrities.

We hung around just down the road a bit until they got distracted by someone.

After 5 minutes someone came up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and saw Lou. “I’ll go over and distract them so you girls can sneak in without too much attention.” I smiled in thanks and he walked off and straight into the middle of the paps.

It worked like a charm and we managed to slip in unnoticed. I waited for him in the entrance hall. After letting the paps take a few shots, as it was good for publicity, he joined us.

“Hey Isabel! How you doing?” he gave me a big bear hug.

“I’m good thanks Lou. This is my friend, Cloe. Clo, this is Louis.”

I turned around to look at my friend. She was stood there, staring at Louis, lost for words.

“You’ll have to excuse her for a bit.” I laughed “she’s quite a big fan of you guys.” I laughed.

Lou chuckled “that’s alright. It’s nice to meet you Chloe.” He smiled, giving her a hug.

She quickly recovered her good people skills and looked kinda embarrassed. “Sorry, it’s just kind of a shock to finally meet you. I love you guys.”

He laughed again “it’s cool; I’m kinda used to it now. Some girls faint when they see me!”

We walked through the second set of doors and into the night club. Louis stayed with us until we found Zayn, then he went off to try and find El. I gave Zayn a hug and introduced him to clo.

She was far more relaxed this time round, but I didn’t know what to expect when she met harry.

He was by far her favourite. She was obsessed with him like I was crazy about Ed Sheeran, if not more.