[Insert Song Lyrics Here] One Direction FanFic Parody

Chapter Four

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•A One Direction Fanfic Parody•
Chapter Four

"Thank you!"

The crowd screamed and jumped up and down. I huffed and hiked my gown higher up to stop these Dimensioners from stepping on it.

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"OMG HARREH GIVE ME SOME OF YOUR GRAVY!!1!1!"

"LOUIS I HAVE CARROTS OMG DATE ME!!111!!"

"LIAM I HATE SPOONS TOO!!"

"MY NAME'S ABBY AND I SHIP ZIALL TBH!!"

Stupid Asian girl. Aren't Asians supposed to be quiet and meditate and shit? Plus they'd never date you.

Oh god forbid, a non-white love interest.

Go on, eat some fortune cookies or something.

"EXCUSE ME??"

Oh, I said that out loud?

"YES. WELL I–"

"Hahaha OMG hahaha, what did you do Barbara?" Lisa asked, giving me a menacing look.

"I was telling Asian girl here that–"

"Never mind." She turned to the Asian, flipping her hair and hitting me on the face, "I'm terribly sorry, she has mental issues. It makes her terribly racist." Lisa explained with a sympathetic expression.

"Oh." Asian girl sniffed, tearing up, "You poor thing, God bless you!"

"Whatever." I leaned back on my chair.

"God bless you!" She cried.

I scowled as I faced the stage.

"This next song was composed with our friend, Ed.. " The boy with curly hair smirked a little as the screams got even louder, "..Sheeran. This song is dedicated to all of you.."

"Your hand fits in mine like its made just for me.."

He seemed quite attractive but I couldn't see his face that much, since were seated at least fifty rows away.

Then his eyes connected with mine.

It was as if he caught me staring at him in particular.

He smirked.

Then he started singing to me.

OH MY GOSH.

Then the lights went off.

***

I woke up in an unfamiliar room.

"SHE'S AWAKE!!!1!!!1"

"SHUT UP LOUIS."

"Sorry."

I opened my eyes to see five pairs of eyes staring back at me.

"Um, hi."

"Hi." They said simultaneously.

"Where am I?"

"In our tour bus." The one with puppy eyes replied.

"Why am I here...?"

"We kidnapped you." The blue-eyed, brunette replied bluntly.

"Why? I'm no one special." I said, looking down.

The boy with curly hair, lifted my chin up, willing me to look at him, "Don't ever say that, you're the most beautiful and unique girl we've ever met."

"Yeah, you're so special." The blonde one joined.

"Yeah, what they said." Blue-eyed brunette said.

I should listen to them considering I only met them like, two minutes ago.

"Thanks guys." I said, as we had a group hug.

They flattered me, and told me I was beautiful, so I dropped all thoughts of suing.

"Wanna eat??"

"Sure. But wait, you guys seem really familiar..?"

"No we're not bitch. We're not One Direction, who's concert you lost consciousness at and who's faces are in every fucking magazine."

"Lou." Curly patted his back.

"I'm sorry! I'm just tired of these fanfic girls asking that!"

"Oh.. Well you guys really seem familiar." I said.

'Lou' face palmed.

I snapped my fingers "I know! I met both of you in Starbucks!" I pointed at Lou, "and you're Liam, right?"

"Yep." He said, popping the 'p'.

"And you. AND, OMG YOU"

"What's all this ruckus?"

"Oh, hey Zayn, we were just going to buy food, you coming?"

"Nah."

"How 'bout you, erm..?"

"Kylie."

"Ah. Right. So are you?"

"Nah. My feet hurt."

"OH MY GOD SHOULD WE TAKE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL?" Harry panicked.

"GUYS I HEARD THIS IS THE EARLY STAGES OF BRAIN TUMORS." Liam said loudly, nodding.

"WHAT THE HELL LIAM? YOU STUPID? IT'S DEFINITELY LUNG CANCER." Louis interjected.

"Come at me bro." Liam narrowed his eyes at him.

"Guys, guys, no need to fight." Zayn said, "Why don't you get food and I'll take care of Kylie here?"

I felt my cheeks heat up. I coughed awkwardly.

"I told you it's lung cancer." Louis muttered to Liam.

Harry grinned cheekily, "Okay, we'll be back with Mc–"

"NANDOS!!!1!!"

The boys laughed, "Oh Niall, you Irish leprechaun!"

They continued laughing as they exited the tour bus. In a split second, Zayn pinned me against the wall.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"N-no" I stuttered.

"You are." He confirmed to himself.

"What do you w-want from me?" I asked him with all the courage I could muster.

He leaned forward and placed his lips right below my ear, then lowly, he whispered,

"Buy Little Mix's album"