Her Name is Noelle: A One Direction Story

1. Who Does He Think He Is?

The name is Noelle Ansley. Im 18 and from England. I love Starbucks, playing guitar, and chick flicks. I'm just your normal girl.

Who would think I would be the first female guitarist for One Direction?

Liam (thank god for knowing Liam) actually pulled some strings to get me into the band. Me and him we're best friends since we we're toddlers. We would always dream (like the silly kids we are) about becoming famous and making music together, but when he auditioned for the X-factor, I wasn't ready for the fame and fortune as much as he was.

He called me up a few 2 days ago saying the guitarist recently quick because of family issues, and just their luck, it was the week they start the Take Me Home Tour. He knew how hard I was trying to look for a job, I mean it was taking me nearly two months now, and my parents were starting to worry about my future, so he offered it up to me and I merely took it without any doubts. He told me the boys and management weren't too fond of the idea, but accepted because of the little time they had left until the tour.

So here I am today, packing all my stuff for the 8 month tour. This is all unreal to me. I'll be on a stage, doing what I love, while thousands of people are there to hear this band. After I was done packing, I called a cab to take me to the hotel the band would stay at for a night or two, for the show in London. When I arrived at the fancy hotel, there were girls surrounding the hotel entrance, behind barricades. I got a little scared because they are REALLY scary. I got out the cab and entered the hotel. At least they don't know who I am yet.

I checked in and went to my room to get organized. I decided to text Liam that I was here.

Liam Payne - come to the conference room now! everyone is curious and wants to see you ;) xx

Noelle Ansley- gotcha <3 xxxx

Oh Liam. I freshened myself and took a shower. I put on a electric blue tight crop top, black leather shorts and gold Louis Vuitton heels, and straightened my ombre hair to perfection. I did a natural smokey eye to compliment my green eyes with a little mascara,eye liner, and foundation. I got out of my room and made my way to the elevator. Standing there was a brunette boy, around my age and was pretty muscular. He gave me a friendly smile and I returned one. The elevator opened and I let him enter first. "What floor?" He asked politely. "Second." I said simply and smiled. He was staring at me and I was wondering what was wrong until he spoke.

"Are you the new guitarist?" he questioned.

"Yes indeed I am." I said nicely. Everyone probably hates me so maybe one person on my good side would be needed.

"My name is Josh. Josh Devine. I'm the drummer, it's nice to finally meet you." he said genuinely.

"Same to you, I'm Noelle. Do you think they'll hate me?"

He had this look of pity for me or something. "Well the band hasn't really took it well that we let a girl in. But don't worry! " he insured. Oh Lord, just what I needed to hear.

"We'll at least I have one friend." I said half-smiling. He laughed and we got out of the elevator.

When we entered the the room my eyes were wandering all over. There were about 25 people in the room who I'm guessing are part of the tour. My stomach was fulled with nervousness right now.

"Noelle!" Liam cried across the room and ran to me giving me a air tight hug. How can you not miss him? I returned my hug and momentarily I released. "I've really missed seeing you, mate." I said my grin from ear to ear.

"Now you'll see me even more then you'll get sick of me." He joked.

"Never that," I noticed 4 boys standing there near us looking at me like I have four eyes. "these must be your band mates, I'm Noelle." I said.

Then I see the boy with curly hair lean in the blonde one's ear.

"Shes hotter than what I expected." He whispered. The blonde nodded and smirked.

Weird...

"Louis."

"Niall."

"Harry."

"Zayn."

"Well it's a pleasure meeting you." I said. They all nodded their heads not saying anything more and walked away. This is going to be a long 8 months.

Liam awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. "They'll come around, sooner or later." he promised.

"I hope..." I sighed.

"Just don't let Harry talk you into anything you don't want to do, okay?" He said putting his hand on my arm. I'm confused, does he mean Harry would sleep with me?

He saw confusion all over my face. "I just want to protect you. You're like my sister." he said seriously.

"Alright Liam I won't." I said smiling to reassure him.

Shortly, we all sat down at one long table with all the tour staff and members. Liam was across from me seated. In the corner of the room I see Niall and Harry discussing something and I know I'm in that conversation because they keep looking in my direction. They finally make their way towards the table and sit on each side of me.

Greeeaaaat.

I glance at Niall and his eyes lock with mine.

"Hey babe." his Irish accented ringed in my ear, with his face centimeters away. "I forgot t' mention you're body drives me crazy." My whole face went pink. How does Liam not see this?! Oh I know, hes too interested in his phone.

"Agreed." said the well known raspy voice of Harry. All of a sudden I felt a warm hand touch my thigh and I look over at Harry wide-eyed. What the hell is he thinking?! If I say anything:

1.) Liam would pummel him to pulp.

2.) People would call me a lieing attention seeker.

3.) I would loose my job.

So Im just gonna stick to getting harassed by popstars.

The hand travels up farther and farther, and I think you could see the shock on my face. FINALLY Liam looks up from his phone and I try to relax my face but it fails. At this point Harry's hand is massaging my upper thigh near my uh yea.

"Whats up Noelle? You look pretty uncomfortable. You alright?" Liam asked.

Harry squeezed me thigh super tight and I bit down on to my lip to hold it in. Who does he think he is? "I'm fine." I said then smiled sweetly. Hopefully it convincing. He looks at me to make sure I'm telling the truth which he does a lot but I know how to fool him. He shrugs it off and eventually Harry lets go of my thigh, thank God.

Management discusses what do to and what not to do, like going to every rehersal, not dating band mates (that rule was for me I assume). I don't plan on dating, even though they all are very attractive. They also say something about a party tomorrow after the concert to celebrate the beginning of the tour. I was really excited about that because so many stars are going to there. The meeting was finished but then someone tapped me. I turn around to see the guy who raped my thigh. I look around and begin my mini agruement. "What do you want?" I said rudely, rolling my eyes. All he does is smirk. That is it. I am sick and tired of this kid. I drag him into the nearest room that was empty and lock the door.

"What are you smiling about?" I growled pushing his against the wall and looking him in his green orbs. There actually very pretty.

Am I mentally ill? I think so...

He digged in his pocket. "Looking for something?" he said waving my white iphone 5 in his hand. "You left it on the table, silly girl." he had an evil look on his face.

Oh no. "Okay, what do you want." I said weakly, leting go of him. My phone is like my baby, I paid for it with the very little money I earned and to see it in someone elses hands makes me angry.

He licked his lips. "Lets make out, love."

AN: So this is my very first book and it's really bad so dont judge