The Book (A One Direction FanFic) *Completed*

St. Patricks Day Special!

The Book *A One Direction FanFic* St. Patrick's Day SPECIAL!

A/N: I am completely changing the format, too! This special will take place while she's IN her dream still. So, therefore she has been living with them and before she got sick etc. enjoy!

Michelle's POV-

"Guess what Michelle!" Niall yelled suddenly from next to me, making me jump and spill the bowl of popcorn I was holding for the both of us, all over him.

"Geez Niall don't scare me like that!" I yelled, punching him jokingly.

"Ow!" He said, rubbing the place on his arm.

"That did not hurt you little leprechaun." I said, smiling.

"Anyways, what I was going to say before you spilled popcorn all over me, was that we were invited to a St. Patrick's Day party for management!" He said happily.

"Management?" I asked confusedly.

"Don't worry, we'll make our appearance, then leave and have our own fun little party." Niall said. I smiled, snuggling back into his side, smelling his cologne.

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"You almost ready?" Liam asked as he knocked on the door.

"Yeah! Just a minute!" I said, finishing my hair and finding my black heels.

"Ready!" I yelled, hurrying to find my phone, lipgloss, and my purse all at once. I found my purse and put my pone and lipgloss in it and rushed out my bedroom door.

"Hurry up or we're going to be late!" Zayn yelled from downstairs.

"We're coming!" Liam yelled

As we dashed down the stairs, me almost falling in the process. We ran to the car, me sitting in between Harry and Niall. Liam and Louis in the from and Zayn next to Niall.

"Whew!" I sad, pretending to who swear off my forehead.

Everyone was silent for a while, so Liam switched on the radio.

'We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together' blared through the car, everyone joining along.

"WE-EE ARE NEVER EVER EVER, GETTING BAC TOGETHER." We all belted out, laughing as we pulled into the parking lot of the building.

We all got out, and walked towards the entrance of the building. We walked in, only to be greeted by a bunch of middle aged people.

"Wow. This will be fun." Harry said from beside me, sarcasm in his voice.

"Come on. Lets go get some cupcakes." I said, pulling Harry towards the food table.

As soon as we got their, everybody had gone in their own directions. Although, I did see Niall making his way towards us.

"Hey Ni!" I said happily.

"Hey guys!" He said, taking a cupcake.

I picked one up also, taking a bite I to the chocolate icing.

We were happily munching on our cupcakes when something sticky landed in my nose. Something pink.

"Harry. You did not just stick icon on my nose." I said, looking up at him. He snapped a picture, laughing.

I didn't move, focusing on the icing on my nose. I just kept my state on it for a while, when suddenly Harry just started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"You.. You stared at the.. At the icing like it was going.. Like it was going to jump off your.. Off you nose!" Harry said in between laughs, making Niall laugh, too.

"Ladies and gentlemen, One Direction!" The announcer announced, making the boys stop what they were doing and head for the stage.

"Don't fall." I yelled at Harry as he made his way on the stage. He stepped up the stairs, but glanced at me as I said if, making him fall face-first. Everyone in the building started laughing, especially me and the boys. Harry's face was red.

I smirked, knowing I got revenge.

They made their little speech, me zoning out and eating a little more of the cupcakes.

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After they were finished, they all walked over to me.

"Ready?" Niall asked.

"Where are we going?" I asked confused.

"Remember? We're ditching this place." Niall replied.

"Oh yeah. Lets go!" I said excitedly.

We snuck out the back door, getting into the can we took here. Louis started it up as we were all jumpy with excitement.

Where exactly were we going?

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We pulled into the parking lot of.. A club?

"We're going clubbing?" I asked.

"Yup!" Louis said, popping the 'p'.

I shrugged. I'm not a big drinker.

We walked to the front, immediately gaining access in.

We walked into the club, meeting a bunch of sweaty bodies grinding against each other. The air smelled of alcohol and sweat. I made my way through the dance floor, holding Harry's hand.

We almost made it through everyone, when somebody slapped my butt.

I stopped, letting go of Harry's hand. I turned around to meet someone around 21, smirking.

"Hey babe." He slurred, grabbing my thigh. I struggled, pushing him away.

"L-Leave me alone." I stuttered.

"Why? Who's here to stop me?" He slurred again, rubbing my inner thigh.

"Me." A dark voice growled from behind both of us, making the guy freeze.

"Oh are you." He said, pushing me away from him, making me stumble to the ground.

"Michelle! Are you okay?" Harry asked, bending down to help me.

"I'm fine." I reassured. He nodded, getting back up.

"You. LEAVE MY GIRLFRIEND ALONE BEFORE I HAVE TO-"

"Harry!" I yelled, hearing him yell at the man. Harry towered over the guy, making him even more frightening.

"What are you going to do pretty boy. Hit me?" He challenged.

"Yes." Harry replied, punching him directly in the nose.

This time, it was that guy who stumbled back, falling to the ground.

Harry walked over to him, kicking him in the gut. He bent over, punching him repeatedly in the face.

"Harry stop! Please!" I yelled, running over to him, pulling on his mid-arm. That didn't stop him.

"Don't touch at her, don't look at her, don't even THINK about her. You got that?" Harry spat, kicking him one more time in the gut, before a security guard came over.

"I'm sorry sir. Please leave the premises." He asked.

"Let's go." Harry said, grabbing my hand and we ran towards the door. We ran past the paparazzi who somehow found what club we were at.

We ran and ran until we lost them. We ended up in a park. We ran to the swings, sitting on them.

"I can't believe you beat that guy up." I breathed out in shock.

"Nobody touches my girl." Harry said, smiling.

For once, I was happy.