She's The One

Hey:) We are Hannah and Christine!

We are from New Zealand, (Christine's from Scotland WOO) and we were super bored so decided to write a fanfic. This is our first fanfic, so we hope you like it :) Before we start, we'll just tell you a bit about ourselves:)

Hi, I'm Hannah! I really love to ski in winter and swim in summer, this year I started rowing and it's really fun! I am twelve, nearly thirteen, and I go to a boarding school and room with Christine :) also, we both love one direction, especially Harry <3

Hey, I'm Christine, I'm thirteen years old, I live in New Zealand, but I was born in Scotland. I moved to NZ when I was 8. I do gymnastics and netball, and I love 1D, especially Niall <3

Also, almost everyone in the story, apart from 1D themselves, are actual people and most of them are our friends:) so if any of you are reading this, hi :)

P.S. This story is our own idea, we thought of it all ourselves, please don't copy <3

Hope you enjoy <3

HANNAHS POV:

"GET THE HELL OUT OF BED CHRISTINE ,WE MY FRIEND HAVE A PLANE TO CATCH !" I yelled in my friends sleepy face .

She rolled of her bed into a bundle on the floor, cuddling into her duvet.

"You better ready to go in ten minutes," I said as I headed of to my room to get dressed.

I walked into my massive closet get changed into my Hollister fat pants and favourite hoodie, which my gran gave to me before she died. I put on some mascara and lipgloss, and chucked on my aviators. I picked up my suitcases and head out my bedroom door.

CHRISTINE'S POV :

I heard Hannah's voice shouting in my ear, trying to wake me up. Not really knowing what she said, I rolled to my side and tumbled off the bed, landing on a heap on the floor. I cuddled into my bedding again, a Hannah walked out of the room, grumbling to herself.

I rolled around for another couple of minutes, before hobbling to my feet, still cacooned in my duvet.

I stumbled across my room, making a beeline for my mini fridge. Wrenching it open, I grapped whatever my hand first hit, and shoved it in my mouth. My door flung open, and I spun around, seeing an irritated looking Hannah standing in the doorway. "WILL YOU GET A MOVE ON? WE HAVE TWENTY MINUTES TO GET TO THE AIRPORT!"

I started throwing random clothes at my suitcase, while pulling my hair into a scruffy ponytail. I pulled on a comfy hoodie and stayed in my fat pants that I slept in. Chucking on my jandals and my Ray Bans, I grabbed my messy suitcase and headed downstairs to the kitchen for my second breakfast.

We'll post another chapter really soon <3

Love Hannah and Christine <3