I'm with the band

01

My name is Lizzy Walker.
I'm just like every other typical nineteen year old girl.

I love music and playing guitar.
I love sleeping in and watching reruns of Gossip Girl.

I also really love going out for ice cream.

When the paparazzi isn't following me everywhere, of course.

Oh I forgot to mention.
Im the sixth member of One Direction, and only girl member.

I promise this isn't me bragging, it's just a detail I forgot to mention.

A lot of people think I'm so lucky to be in a band with five incredibly good looking guys, but they don't know how hard it is for me.

Besides, they aren't that good looking.

I also love being witty and sarcastic.

All jokes aside, being the only girl member has its ups and downs.

Like ups, none of them can borrow my personal things.
Like my makeup and hair products.

Well, maybe not hair products.
I got a jar of curl cream the other day and I haven't touched it but smelt the green apple fragrance all over Harry and Zayns hair.

As for downs, all the attention is on me.
And of course there's gonna be attention, we're a famous band.

What I mean by that is most of the attention is on me, being the only girl and all.

And the media's always awful about that.
It's always "What's Lizzy wearing?" "Who's Lizzy dating?" And never "Which songs did Lizzy write for the band?" Or "What was it like when you first joined the band, Lizzy?"

And if it's not one of those the media's either telling everyone that I gained or lost weight.

It's complicated.

But, looking on the positive side again, I get to live with and be in a band with all five of my bestfriends.

Zayn.
Louis.
Liam.
Niall.
And Harry.

I don't know where I'd be without them.

Them and my manager, Simon.
They all saved me.

"Lizzy!" Two voices break my thoughts.

Speak of the devils.
Harry and Niall enter my room, busting my door open in a frantic hurry as my daydreaming cycle was now broken.

I fold my arms and chuckle.
What could they possibly want now?

"What is it you two?" I ask, half grinning.
"I'm in the middle of writing song lyrics."

"We wanna go watch Annabelle." Niall says excitedly.

"Okay?" I ask, giving them a confused look.
"Why the grand announcement?"

"Because you're coming with us." Harry says.

"Yeah, not happening." I laugh, gathering my papers and proceed to write more lyrics.