Living In 1Dland (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Carly's P.O.V

I was once again distracted by what my teacher was talking about because I was too busy doodling love hearts around Zayn's name on the corner of my book. Reading his name made me think about his face, which led to his voice, which led to everything about him, which led to the whole band, until I couldn't even concentrate on thinking anything at all. One Direction makes my heart race.

"Carly!"

I jumped at the sound of my voice and came flying back down to the real world in a second. I was welcomed with sniggers of laughter and whispers behind my back. 

"Were you listening to a word I was saying?" Mr Leer stared me down, frowning as usual.

I could have lied, but I decided against it. "No."

More sniggers fell across the room and I started to feel my face heat. I hate being centre of attention. Mr Leer's face started turning a bright pink and he thrusted his arm out, pointing his finger to the door. I heaved a sigh and started packing my books back into my bag. 

"Go to the principal, please. I'll be there soon."

It's not the first time I've heard those words and especially not the first time from this teacher. The class started picking up with chatter and the attention was finally lifted off me. 

I felt something poke into my arm and I turned, already defensive. But it was only Dex, leaning forward on his desk, cramping my personal space.

"What?" I asked, aware of Mr Leer's eyes on me. I'm sure he wanted to just chuck me out himself.

"Sort yourself out, Carlz." he told me, "You have to stop daydreaming about some dudes that don't even know who you are. Why waste your time on them when there's people here that are waiting for you to notice them?"

I snorted but frowned at him, "Shut-up, Dex."

"Carly!" Mr Leer spoke again.

"I'm leaving!" I said, stomping from the class.

*****

Belle's P.O.V

"It feels like we've been in fast forward, another moment passing by. The party's ending but it's now or never -" My earphones were ripped out of my ears.

"Hey!" I said, turning around to see who did it.

"Hey," my Dad said, smiling.

"What was that for?" I said, angry that he pulled my earphones out on the good song.

"You were singing really loud," he said, walking out of the lounge room. "You will never meet them, so you should get over this little obsession of yours."

"It's not a little obsession," I yelled after him.

"Your completely right. It's a big obsession, that is stupid," he replied. I know he wasn't serious, but it also wasn't just a joke. It was both.

"Also never say never," I said, and all of a sudden getting the Justin Bieber's 'Never Say Never' lyrics suck in my head. "Ah, now you made me get Justin Bieber suck in my head."

I could hear a faint chuckling sound echo down the hallway.

"Sucks for you, now I can sing it. And I know how much you love him and his music," I said, the last part filled with sarcasm.

I walked over to the iPod dock, that's next to the TV. I pulled the earphones out and put my iPod in the dock, typing in the password; 'Liam P.' It unlocked and went to the home screen, which is a picture of One Direction from the music video 'What Makes You Beautiful.' Maybe I'm obsessed, but there are more obsessed people out there, and not just for One Direction.