It only took us like 20 minutes to get to the restaurant. The moment I laid eyes on my brother's bandmates, I knew I was in for trouble. They looked like the typical heartbreaker type. They reminded me of Max. Only difference is Max doesnt have an accent like theirs. I didnt realize that we were just standing there for 2 minutes just staribg at each other till a guy with curly brown hair wearing a stupid smirk on his face came up to me and winked.
"Hello there babe. The name's Harry but ofcourse you knew that."
Oh God. If these jerks are all so egotistical then its not gonna take for me to throw a fit.
"Actually I didnt know. No offense, but i dont follow your little boyband shit. And my name isnt babe." I said and sat down.
Liam took a seat beside me and a blonde boy sat down beside me and he was looking kinda scared.
"Court that wasnt nice. Harry was just trying to be friendly." Liam whispered in my ear while the other boys ordered and talked.
"Li, he was a jerk. Bloody hell. I cant even see him through his ego." I say and huff. Its so unfair. I wasnt the one at fault. Why the fuck was he defending him?
"Courtney, he was just having a laugh. He isnt really like that, you know? He is a really nice lad once you get to know him."
"Yeah yeah yeah" I say as a wave him off. He started talking to a guy with this quiff. He is good looking. All of them are.
I was staring outside the window and I felt a tap on my shoulder.
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Dude, That's My Backpack.
FanfictionCourtney Anne Payne. A very complex girl. A rebel, some say slut because of her one night stands with guys. What happens when she moves in with her brother and his band mates. Will a special Louis Tomlinson change her belief in love? Lets say he doe...
