My Clichè Life with One Direction
It was a normal day. My golden curls matched perfectly with my dress, and my blue eyes were shining as bright as diamonds. My beautiful and flawless skin, was as white as porcelain, and my eyelashes were black and long, and they looked perfect even if I was not wearing makeup.
"Shit, I'm really ugly," I muttered to myself as I took a look on the mirror.
"Jamie! Can you please come?!?" Niall, my best friend that left me two years ago to go to The X Factor, but whom I forgave because I am a slut like most teenagers in fanfics, and whom I love desperately because most teenagers fall in love with their best friend at some point, exclaimed.
I rushed downstairs and took a deep breath before telling him what I wanted to tell him since the day he arrived. "Niall, I'm pregnant."
"What?!? How did that happen?!?" he exclaimed.
"I don't know. Why don't you ask the twelve-years-old writer that has no idea of how pregnancies occur?" I said.
"This can't be happening. I mean, I love you. But then again I love Nandos, and that does not mean I'm having a baby with the food they serve there," he said. He was always talking about Nandos. I don't blame him, though. I feel like that's only British restaurant the writer knows.
"But Niall.... I know I am only fifteen years old, and that I am not mentally prepared for having a baby, and that I really don't know what love is, and that I have no experience with this, and that your beauty is the one that makes me feel like I love you but... I want to have this baby with you!"
"You know what?" he said after thinking for two seconds, "You are right! I love you, and we are having this baby together!"
I smiled, but before I could say anything else Harry entered the room and smirked evilly. Then, everything went pitch black.
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I opened my eyes the next day, and realized I was in a dark room, and that my biggest fear, which was every teenager's biggest dream, had come true. I was kidnapped by One Direction! I wanted to cry, but my body was frozen.
The only thing I could do was stare at my surroundings, and my eyes widened as I realized my brother was also part of that insane game.
"Louis, why did you kidnap me?!? I am your fucking sister!" I exclaimed as I saw him standing next to me.
"Harry was the one that kidnapped you! The guy is crazy! He says he loves you!" Louis exclaimed nervously. "He can't date you, though. You are my sister! I mean, I don't know why, but I just feel like he should not date you because we are related, and even if he is a great friend I hate thinking of him as a brother-in-law! Call me crazy if you want to, but that is how I feel!"
"Crazy," I muttered.
Then, Harry entered the room and smirked. Even if he kidnapped me, I considered him attractive with his brown curls and his deep, green eyes. "Hello, love," he said. He leaned his head slowly and gave me a kiss on the lips. Why was he kissing me? Did he like me? I guess he did, but I am too stupid to notice when someone likes me.
"What the fuck?!?" exclaimed Zayn as he saw us. "Dude! You knew I liked her!"
Wait, what? Zayn liked me, too? But I'm ugly! With my model-like body and my intense, blue eyes!
"You are an arsehole, Harry! You knew I loved her!" exclaimed Liam, who also saw us, and also loved me.
"But I love Niall!" I exclaimed.
"Shut up, bitch! No one is talking to you!" Harry exclaimed. "I love you though."
"What?!? You love Niall?!? You are breaking my heart?!?" exclaimed Louis.
"Louis! You are my fucking brother!" I exclaimed.
"I know, but every member must fall for you in order for this fanfic to work," he explained.
So, yeah. I kissed Harry, had sex with Zayn, made out with Louis, and raped Liam, but Niall forgave me because he loved me so much, and we had our baby together. We named him James William Edward Jawad because we could not think of a decent name, and if you want to read more about me and my slutty self, read my unnecessary, but really full of unfaithful couples, sequel.
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A/n: Please comment if you liked it! This was just some crazy idea I had haha. Vote if you are tired of clichè fanfic, and comment what I should change:) This was just a short story haha. A parody for you to enjoy;D
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My Clichè Life with One Direction
FanfictionTired of clichè fanfictions? Me too. That`s why this parody was made. Just a parody that has every clichè I could write on it.