May The Best Man Win

May The Best Man Win (One Direction Fanfic)

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Faith's POV

I woke up suddenly, from a strange knock at the door. Who could be knocking so early?I thought to myself. Getting up, I headed for the door not caring what condition my hair was in. Opening the door I found that no one was there, so instead I went down to the loby to ask what was being served for breakfast. As I walked down the long hall, I quickly escaped to an elevator and pushed the loby button. The doors opened, and five boys around my age walked in. (I'm ninteen) They were all wearing strange clothes and glasses, they looked like they were in some kind of disguise. The last one walked inside the elevator and when I saw what he was wearing I couldn't stop laughing. He was wearing glasses with a fake mustache attached, bright pink skinny jeans, a lime green tutu, a purple Beatles t-shirt, and a crazy hair net.

All five of them look at me like I was nuts, "Don't look at me like that." I told them, "You're the ones wearing the goofy outfits. Don't mind me though, because you all look absolutely gorgeous." Again I bursted into laughter.

One of them spoke up, "Don't laugh at us, you're outfit isn't much better." I looked at my outfit and laughed, I forgot that I hadn't changed when I woke up. Then I noticed he had an accent.

"Your accent reminds me of my favorite band in the world. One Direction, you heard of 'em?" I looked at them curiously when they didn't speak up. "So have you?" Suddenly it hit me, I put two and two together and realized they were One Direction! They all looked at me and smiled. "Oh my gosh, you're-" And that's where I fainted.

Zayn's POV

All five of us got into the elevator to find a girl around our age wearing pj's and messed up hair. We were all in disguises so she didn't see who we are. Niall walked in last and that's when she lost control of her laughter. I know she said something, and then Louis answered, but I was too busy noticing how beautiful she was. Then she said One Direction and I zoomed into the conversation. "So have you?" She asked. I felt a smile creep to my lips, and saw that the others were smiling, too. "Oh my gosh you're-" I noticed her starting to fall, so I pushed the others out of the way and caught her before she hit the bottom of the elevator. Carefully, I set her down on the floor.

"Eh, lad, looks like we've got ourself a place to stay." Harry said smiling. I gave him a look that told him to back off. "I think someone fancies her a bit too much for having only just met her."

Ignoring what he said I started looking through her pocket. Looking up, I noticed all the guys were looking at me like I was a pervert. "I'm looking for keys, or some kind of identification. So we can get her back to her flat." Inside on of her pockets was a key to her flat. Floor: 7 Room: 7 Name: Faith M. Francis. "Well, here it is. Seventh room on the seventh floor. This should be easy to remember." I pushed the seven button on the left front side of the elevator and I felt the elevator kick up. We arrived at the seventh floor, they all exited the elevator, I reached down and picked up the young lady, and carried her into the flat.

Setting her down softly on the couch I took a look around the room. The living room was filled with black and white stuff. I went down to the very end of the hallway, and found myself to the master bedroom. This room was obviously hers, the bed wasn't made, there was clothes scattered everywhere, and shoes in a big pile at the end of the closet. The room was filled with white, and dark purple. There was an aqua blue accented in it also, I have to admit it was designed greatly.

I searched for the bathroom, which is my favorite part of a home. And the biggest bedroom, of course. Finding it, I looked inside and gasped. This bathroom was bigger than mine!! It was absolutely giant! There was a knock on the door, so I opened it and Liam was in front of me. "What are you doing in her bathroom?" He asked me. Giving him the 'you know' look, he just laughed and said, "The question I should be asking is, what's up with you and bathrooms?" He glanced at me and I smiled.

"I don't know, I just like looking my best. And I need a bathroom to do it." Liam just rolled his eyes, and I followed him out.

I saw Niall in the kitchen, "I wonder if she'd care if I got something to eat..."

Then suddenly all five of us saw her move on the couch, we made our way over. And when she opened her eyes she screamed. "Don't do that to a person!" She yelled. We all backed away slightly. She just laughed, "Sorry for yelling, you scared the baby Jesus outta me." Each of us mumbled a sorry and we took a seat in the chair around the room. Niall was the first to speak.

"Would you mind if I got something to eat?" He asked her nicely.

"Of course not, help yourselves to whatever you'd like." She sat up for a second then stood up a little too fast. Her balance was shaky and you could see her dizziness. Steadying herself on the wall, she said, "I'm gonna go take a shower, umm, like I said help yourselves to anything. I've got a t.v., and there's movies and cable..." Her voice trailed off and she headed to the bathroom.

Niall made his way to the kitchen and looked in the cabinets and fridge in search of some food. Food in definitely what he found, she had every cabinet stuffed to the top not leaving any room to fit a single crumb. Five minutes passed and we all sat in silence, with the exception of the sound of Niall munching on anything he can get his hands on.

Louis finally broke the dead silence, “She's a babe isn't she? And she's got a nice house, which is good. Plus, she's not afraid to be herself, instead of trying to impress us.”

“Yeah, that's a good quality of a person... and the fact that she's... well you guys obviously know.” Harry spoke implying that the young girl was gorgeous. He looked lovestruck, but he was mistaken. She's mine.

Harry's POV

I just directly implied that Faith was a beautiful girl, everyone nodded their head yes, and Zayn looked at me and gave me a dirty look. “Dibs!” I called. Then they all gave me dirty looks. “Fine, no dibs.” I frowned. “I have an idea! Okay, we're all single. We all have an interest in Faith, so how about we all use our charm and see who she picks?”

“But then we'd get mad if she didn't pick us...” Niall said and Liam agreed.

“Well, then we'd have to promise not to get mad if she makes a bad decision.” They all nodded in agreement. “Okay, then it's settled. May the best man win.”