Truth or Dare with One Direction

Chapter 1

Hey guys so this is my first book ever.

IF your not including stories I wrote in first grade.

NO H8 , please and I know that directioners don't hate. DO you want to be a directionator? didn't think so.

OK so ya here goes nothing

-Paris

Chapter 1:

~Katie's P.O.V~

Ugh. I absolutely hate Mondays. First off you have school, second I have a weekend hangover, and third its a Monday. They just suck, and it doesn't help when you wake up on the wrong side of the bed.

I woke up this morning, slowly got out of bed and made my way down the stairs I tripped on my little brother, Mason's, Legos. And if you've never stepped on a Lego before you do not know pain. It feels like huge needles being punctured into your skin. Or maybe a rabid animal trying to chew your heel off. I made my way to my kitchen and got out the toaster strudels. Man I loved those things. But to tell you the truth I just get the boxes with the icing in them, just eat the icing then the heaven in a pastry. I looked at the clock and realized what the time was, grabbed the thawed out toaster strudel and dashed to the door. And here I am now.

I just got out of algebra class and went to my locker to grab my supplies for my next class. Yes I'm in one of those dumb schools where you can't carry around backpacks to your classes. Stupid right? My first attempt at trying to open up my locker was a failure. One more time.

"Come on I'm going to be late." I muttered to myself. Two arms wrapped around my waist. Immediately I knew who this was. "Harry, knock it off!" I playfully joked with him.

"Sorry babe." my boyfriend said. I love saying that. My boyfriend. He's just perfect! He's loyal, never cheated on a girl once! Always wants to hear what I have to say. And those dimples! He's amazing. Though I don't understand why he is going out with me. There are plenty of other girls who are way prettier than me and much more popular. I'm not self conscious or anything, not worried, just confused.

"I've got to hurry, I'm going to be late to class." I replied quickly. I opened my locker and noticed that a note slipped out onto the tiles on the ground. Harry reached down to pick it up, but I yanked him up by his collar and planted a kiss on his cheek. And stomped my foot down on the note, cause it could be personal, It was probably only Sophia though, my best friend and Liam's girlfriend. Although if it was personal then I wouldn't want Harry to worry about me.

"I don't want you to be late, I love you!" I whispered into his ear. That's one of his many turn-ons. Its strange, but I guess it works.

"Love you too." He replied without skipping a beat. He smirked. What is it with that child and smirking!?!? He ran off to his next class.

The note read: 'Check your email. You'll definitely want to. I know your secret. -S'

Oh shit.