I was interested in how so many people were posting fan fictions of One Direction and came to a simple conclusion on what I should do to sooth my curiosity. Writing one myself! I feel like I am the only guy ever to make a One Direction fan fiction so please, for you guys out there, don't insult me by thinking it's going to be all mushy and Lovy-dovy. This is a story; not a short story, or just a love story, it's an action, romance, and horror story.
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Chapter I: One Band, One Girl
EMMA
I open my bedroom door, lay down on my soft, white, bed and smother my
face into the comfort and security of my stuffed animals and feather pillows. I don't care if I am suppose to be a "tom boy" I have a crush on someone and I just know under all my emo dolls, as my brother puts it, my face is bright red with embarrassment and love! I let my black, silky smooth, hair scatter onto my pillows, not caring if it gets messed up and doze off into one of the best dreams I have ever had.
HARRY
I walked down the long red carpet with the rest of my mates Louis, Niall, Zayn, and Liam into the limo we rented. We instructed him to drive a mile north, turn the corner, into the ally then to drop us off and drive to the nearest McDonald's. When we reached the ally our black van was waiting for us and the limo drove off into the shadows of the night. We got into the van quickly before the paparazzi could get a chance to peer down the ally and drove away.
I let my eyes linger on the bright lights of the "Big Apple", where we had just recently held our concert. Of course, it was a big success with the crowed and we got mobbed as usual, but that was the past and I have to think of the future or I will be behind, and that is never a good thing.
It is awkwardly silent in the black van so I decided to spurt up conversation "The girls were crazy today weren't they?" I laughed "They were all over us"
Zayn jumped at the chance to brake the silence and teased "Ay, one of them took my shoe an even tore part of my shirt of" then he turned around to show the hole
Soon, as anyone whom has known about us would know, we ended up in a jumbled mess of words and laughter. Before I knew it I was at my large hotel room, in my king sized bed... With some girl I didn't know?
NIALL
I was staring of into space in our black van when one of me mates says something that breaks me out of my trance. It was Harry.
"The girls were crazy today weren't they? They were all over us" He laughed
I jump at the chance to show of how "affectionate" my fans were, which is just about where I drawl the line at "completely insane" and "almost normal". I talk about how the girls stole my favorite shoe and tore my t-shirt. I got the reaction I wanted when all my mates made their impressed face, and then naturally started trying to beat it.
After we got to the five star hotel we were staying at, we split up and went to our separate rooms. Harry's room is closest to the steep red stairway descending all the way down to the first floor. My room was across from Harry's room, and a lil' to the right.
Zayn's across and to the right of mine.
Louis's room was across and to the right of Zayn's. Lastly Liam's room was to the left on the other side of the stairs.
I was ready to let my guard down and go to bed when I heard Harry talking to someone
"Who the heck are you, and why are you in my room?" Harry demanded
EMMA
I was awakened by an angry British fellow with Harry's hairdo.
"Who are you, and why are you in my room!" The man bitterly questioned
"Umm, you are in my room sir" I corrected "now will you be so kind as to GET OFF OF ME!"
"What do you mean your room? Do you have drums in your room, an a little bear, like this one?" He counters, holding what I thought was Mr.Stuffins.
I looked around the room quickly realizing that this surly wasn't my room, and my anger quickly changed to confusion, then to embarrassment.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, OH MY FREAKING GOD!" My voice was getting louder and louder and louder.
The man put his hand over my mouth saying something I didn't catch, but noone who wasn't trying do somthing bad would put there hand over a woman's mouth.
"Oh my god now he's attacking me, I have to do something!", I thought.
I bit the assailant's hand. I was immediately freed from his hands grasp, and then I kicked him down, into his drum set, and darted out the door as the man winced in pain.
HARRY
"She bit me... She intruded into my room and she acts like I am the bad guy?! What's her deal?" I ranted
I continued my little rant in my head as I get up, lay back down in my bed, pull my stuffed bear into my arms, then pull my covers up and go to sleep.
I open my eyes to see the entire band surrounding my bed.
"Why are you guys here... Wait, how do people keep getting into my room?!" I stagger in surprise.
"Like you don't know" back talked Zayn with an evil smile
"I don't I just lock my door, turn around and..." I was cut off by Niall
"Not that, mate, your lady friend!"
" You saw her?" I was surprised to see they knew.
"No I herd her last night through my wall, making loud noises" Naill smiles at he's play-on-words.
"It's not like that" I whined "She's anything, but my girlfriend" I showed them my abused hand.
"What did you do? Attack her?" Ask Liam
"Really Liam, you think I would attack some one? Louis, tell him I wouldn't attack anyone" I struggled
"Just like Justin Beiber?" Teased Louis
I took a deep breath avoiding a laugh at Louis's joke, then explained last nights events. How after the concert he found the girl in his bed, how he had gotten on top of her and practically had to shake her awake, and how she kicked his but.
LOUIS
"I hope Harry doesn't hold a grudge, I can't help him in every situation. I mean... Uh I should stop worrying about it. He is tuffer than he looks, sadly" I ramble to myself.
I look up from my ramble to see a girl walking into her room, then I have a flash back from our conversation with
Harry
"Tell me when you see this girl" Harry had demanded, then showed the picture to us. The picture was of a cute girl with a small nose incased with freckles, black hair, small eyebrows, an a dimpled smile with small; red lips. He later told us she had green eyes.
From what I saw this girl matched the description perfectly! It was time to make my move.
She was about to close the door when put my foot between the wall and the door without thinking, but she continued to close the door and crushed my foot in the process, "HOLY SHIIII", I howled
"Oh crap I'm so sorry!" The girl, who is a lot cuter than I gave her credit for, apologized
I forgot what I was going to say so I just blurted out "You have a boyfriend?"
The girl responded by slamming the door into my foot again, somehow curing my amnesiac state and reminding me of what I wanted to ask her. "Can you come over to my apartment!?" I asked
She blushed, wide eyed and surprised she pushed me back saying "Never come near me!" After that she slammed the brown hotel door shut.
"Crap" I exclaimed when she left me starring at the brown, wooden door.
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END OF CHAPTER ONE
