THIS STORY WILL ONLY GO IN ONE DIRECTION!

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hey guys! this is @mmmarmite and @therainbowllama here;) we're starting to write a fanfic together, over my account. We'll be adding chapters as quick as we can:)

BUT IT'S OUR FIRST FANFIC SO DON'T SHOOT US IF IT TURNS OUT REALLY CRAPPY AND FARFETCHED OK?!

We hope you enjoy it :)

Chapter 1

It's still hard to take in. Fame and fortune are guaranteed. It's more than I've ever dreamed of, right? Liam, Zayn, Harry, Louis and I... Well, we're One Direction. 

I thought touring around the country, performing to millions of fans was just a schoolboy daydream. Entering the X Factor was a life line, an opportunity. It changed my life, forever. 

For one, I met my four best friends. They mean everything to me; literally. We eat, sleep and breath together. Without these boys they'd just be one. 

Sometimes I think back to the times I wasn't famous, no one knew my name. I was Niall Horan from Mullingar Ireland. Blonde hair, blue eyes. Cheeky, outgoing, lovable. I was just the average kid. However now, millions of people know my name, from all over the world! They know everything about me. From my goldfish's Tom and Jerry to my unhealthy obsession with Nandos.

But still the question remains at the back of my mind 'is my life incomplete?'

Sundays are the best. I lie in until at least 11. No more work for a while; the tour has ended! 

I hugged my duvet tightly around myself, Ireland's weather is freezing, and did the first thing I do every morning. Check my phone. 

I had a various cheery messages from several close friends, mostly expressing how excited they are to have me back in Mullingar "Where I belong."

Then one from Liam, "hi niall ! i demand you give me tht nandos vocher back NOOOWWWW!!!"

Damn, that boy never learns. Don't mess with Nialler when there's food going round. I will get my way! I chuckled when I noticed Liam's classic spelling mistake. It's spelt 'voucher', Liam, and I'm the blonde one in the group!

I also had another text from Louis, "NIIAALLEER heyy duddeee!! can you do mee a HUGGEEE favour and text kevin for me?? i cant find his number on myy phone tell him he's beeen a very VERY bad pigeon....... but I STILLLL LURRVEE HIM!! thanks"

Hmm... I often have to play a guessing game when trying to desifer Louis' texts. I guess drunk.

My stomach rumbled loudly just as I finished typing "no liam. its nialldos... i am niall the vouchers are nandos... THEY ARE MINE"

And "i texted kevin but he isn't replying :/// hahahaaa louis you are soo pissed!!" 

I was about to check twitter at the time, but this is Niall Horan, right? My stomach rumbled? Food comes first. Always.

I quickly jumped out of bed and straight into my dressing gown. I only wear my boxers to bed. Y'see and, as I said, Ireland is c-c-old! 

I trudged downstairs and by the time I reached the kitchen my tummy was rumbling like crazy! I really need to get a fridge in my room...

Craving for a Nandos, a fry up and a Macdonalds all rushed at once. But, do you know what I settled for? Sweets; a whole tin of them.

I smiled as the smooth strawberry boiled sweet touched my tongue. I was in love.

I slumped my elbow on the table as I chewed the delicious toffee. YEAH BUDDY THIS IS WHAT SUNDAYS ARE ALL ABOUT!  

I, then, reached to my phone, and was about to tweet about my sweeties for breakfast... Just as I unlocked my phone and loaded up twitter, I felt it vibrate viciously.

I jumped and dropped the sweet I was just about to place elegantly into my mouth, "Shit," I murmered, quickly picking it up and dropping it into my mouth, this time successfully.

Meanwhile I fumbled with my phone to answer the caller. It was my band manager, Paul.

I tensed, nervous, for a split second.

"Hi Niall," the voice answered. 

I quickly swallowed my sweet whole as I answered, "Hi Paul, why are you calling me?" 

"Ah, well, I've signed you and the boys up for another gig!" 

I groaned slightly. I was hoping to have the whole of next week off! The tour was exhausting! A little time to relax, please! 

"What? No, no, no! Niall!" Paul exclaimed, "It's just a one day gig... and I think you'll like it." 

"Really?" 

"Yes," 

"Oh right," I replied sarcastically. I yawned. 

"Wanna know why?" the voice on the other end teased. 

"Excite me." 

"It's in Cork, Ireland!" 

My mood lit up instantly.

"Tell me more!" I laughed.

sorry for the vague paragraphs at the beginning guys... but @therainbowllama now made me keep it...

hope you enjoyed it :)

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