Ruining One Direction

Prologue

Laila

This isn't some sappy love story. If that's what you were looking for then you came to the wrong place. That's a starter, I don't do sappy or love. Just the story.

I lost my desire for love a long time ago, by long I mean a few years. Was that the true motive for my hatred towards a particular boy band? Maybe. I guess that part's still being written. Another thing is that I don't hate them because they're popular or because it's only their looks that made them famous or because every single girl I know obsesses over them. It's not because I'm jealous or because I want to be different or because they're a bunch of stuck up, arrogant jerks who use their popularity in a bad way. 

Though some of of those reasons may contribute to my distaste, they are not the sole reason. My reason probably beats all of those a hundred times round and still is worse. Not only did I lose faith in love and all other fantasy things, I lost faith in me. I became a girl with no self-esteem, who was a lost cause, who couldn't be fixed. Well, a few band aids later and voila! Good as new, almost.

It changed me. I wasn't the love sick, sappy teenage girl anymore, I grew a backbone too big for my own good and learnt the whole flipping dictionary of colourful words. I became what a lot of girls call a 'bitch' or a 'slut' or a 'whore'. You get me?

Well, I tell you what's sad. What's sad is that it was all a lie. I was hiding, I was still that timid, broken girl inside. She was just locked away and this new beast took over, that's what spurred me on, I guess. Spurred me on to ruin the biggest boy band in the world.

Yeah, I know. What's a small town girl like myself going to do to ruin One Direction? I have no status, no links with anyone famous, no money - well not much of it. So how am I going to do this, you ask?

That, my friends, is where talent comes in handy. I'm a photographer. I photograph nature mostly, but people are good too. Now that, people, is where the true magic begins. In the power of photography, the click of a button.

This is how I, Laila Patterson, ruined One Direction.

[A/N:] I'll carry this on I think. I'm quite excited but I don't know what anyone else thinks:/