Survivor (A One Direction fanfiction)

Survivor

ELLOOOOOOO okay this is yet another fan fiction. wooo. the main character is on tour with One Direction, and guess what. I'M PRETENDING LIKE THEY'RE ALL SINGLE FOR THIS ONE. MWAHAHAHA. AND ITS LIKE TWO YEARS IN THE FUTURE TO THIS EXACT DAY MHM. Yes guys. Not ONLY am I a book fangirl, I am a DIRECTIONER *crowds cheer and scream as I do the worm and confetti flies through the air* lol. okay. so. I SHALL NOT REVEAL ANYTHING YET THAT WILL HAPPEN LATER ON. HERE IS.... *drumroll*

SURVIVOR!!!! *kazoo plays*

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The flashing lights were blinding, and the girls screaming the boys names hurt my ears. As I waited for my platform to rise so I could join them, my mind raked through the lyrics of the song that I would be singing with them. Niall's laugh broke my thoughts as I heard Harry yelling something across the stage to Louis, and Liam and Zayn were standing beside the hole I would be coming up through, waiting. As the music began to play to my song, Harry started to speak quickly.

"Okay guys, here we go, please welcome, the amazing, beautiful-" "And extremely funny and amazingly fun.." Louis cut in, and I giggled a bit. ""The one." Niall said, Zayn jumping in right after "And only. " Then Liam jumped in, "Awesomely talented." then they all yelled in unison,

"Julie Claire!"

My platform began to rise, and I suddenly felt very uncomfortable in my skinny jeans American flag boots, with a matching top and a cropped blue jean jacket. I ran a hand through my long blonde hair, taking a deep breath. When I reached the stage, the screams of the Directioners surrounded me, and I smiled. I lifted the mic to my face, and started to sing.

"Runnin' through the streets

drinks in hand

hanging on each other

yelling catch me if you can

music's blaring louder

bodies getting close

c'mon whisper in my ear

tell me where you wanna go

that's when he said.."

Then the boys broke out into song with me. "I'd go anywhere

from country to country

from coast to coast

I swear

take my hand

lets go for a ride

I'm falling in love

all over again

with your

wildside"

The fans were shouting, screaming, jumping and yelling our names. The song continued on, and it was amazing. I'd never had so much fun in my life. At the end of the show, after the last song, the boys all picked me up and carried me off stage, waving bye and blowing kisses to the fans. I laughed and tried to wave, but Niall squeezed my sides, earning a squeal and me wriggling around in their hands. Niall giggled, and I swatted at him. When they finally set me down, they engulfed me into a giant hug. Once they let go, Zayn picked me up and spun me around. He sat me down, gave me a kiss on my forehead, and flashed me a smile. 

"Good job, Jules!!" he used my nickname, that I barely tolerated. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Happy birthday, Milk." I said with a sly smile, using the nickname I'd gave him after thinking he'd told me his last name was "Milk". Niall and Liam laughed, while Louis draped an arm around Zayn.

He scoffed, but smiled again.

"I'm twenty three!!" he beamed, his eyes shimmering.

"LET'S PARTAYYYYY!!!" Harry yelled, throwing ripped up paper in the air above us and dancing around, earning laughs from the boys and I. Niall gave me another tight squeeze, kissing my cheek. Liam gave me a bear hug, the same with Louis, who was humming my favorite song by them. They all began to walk as Harry stood in front of me. I raised an eyebrow.

"They're leaving us, Harry." I made a face at him. He stuck his tongue out at me. Then turned his back towards me.

"Hop on." he looked back at me and grinned.

"No. I'll squish you. And I can't jump that high." I crossed my arms. He crouched down, making a face.

"Damnit Claire just hop on." he huffed. I sighed and got on his back, and we followed the boys to the dressing rooms. And with that, we had finished our final concert in America, and we were now getting ready to go to Australia. 

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"Happy birthday Zayn!!!" Louis yelled over the thumping music, gesturing towards the crowd. I looked warily around the club. I'd never been to one, and I was extremely nervous. I leaned back against which ever boy was behind me, and he automatically put his hands on my shoulders, meaning it was Liam. He was like the older brother I never had, along with Zayn. They were both crazy protective over me, and were the only two I had told my story. Besides Niall, of course, who was a week older than me, but he was like a best friend. I was still a bit wary of Lou and Harry, they were good friends, yes, but the way they looked at me sometimes made me feel.. weird.

After a few drinks we all loosened up, and they all moved to the dance floor. I just kept drinking, the alcohol feeling nice and fuzzy in my system. Finally, I made my way to the dance floor, grabbing at the first of the boys I could find, which so happened to be Niall.

"Nialler.." I mumbled into his ear, giggling like a madman. He turned and grinned at me.

"Someone's really drunk." he yelled over the music, I giggled more.

"Yupo. You're the designated driver back to the bus. Okay? So no more drinking for youuuu." I tapped his nose, laughing more. He chuckled and nodded. I winked at him and walked towards Zayn, pushing through hot, sweaty bodies. But somehow I got turned around and lost in the crowd, and a feeling of dread covering me.

"Zayn? Zayn where are you?" I yelled, trying to spot his spikey black hair over the heads around me, but I was too short.

"Liam??" I tried with no luck. A long pair of arms suddenly wrapped around my waist, a husky english accent murmering "Hey sexy" in my ear. Harry.

"Harold, let goo." I mumbled, giggling a tad. He turned me around to face him. His chestnut curls were messy, and his bright eyes were wild. He was probably twice as drunk as I was.

"You know, Claire, there's something I've been wanting to do since the day I met you, and this may be the alcohol talking, but I believe that now would be the perfect time." He looked me over, his emerald eyes sparkling.

"Harry what are y-" he cut me off, his lips connecting to mine. I sat there for a moment, in total shock, his lips moving slowly against my perfectly still ones. When he wimpered and pulled me closer to him, my eyes fluttered shut. I kissed him back. His tongue ran across my bottom lip, and he lightly nibbled on it. Before I knew it my fingers were running through his soft curls, and I was hungrily kissing him back. One of my hands found my way down his upper body, and underneath his shirt. His were on my back, underneath my shirt anyways. I felt a small tap on my shoulder, and I pulled back and turned to face the person who interupted mine and Harry's little.. exchange. It was Niall.

"What is it Nialler?" the worried look on his face turned the buzz of the alcohol into lead in my viens. Harry tightened his arms around me.

"Louis and Liam got into a fight with three pervs. Zayn's with them, but we have to go, now." his face was grave. "Not only are there paps outside, Liam is unconscious, Lou is raging mad, and the guys they got into a fight with are looking for you." I looked at Harry. His face was red with anger. I wiggled free of his hold and took his hand, following Niall through the crowd.

short bc maybe double update? maybe. yeah. okay.

-R xoxoxo