Chosen (One direction fanfiction)

Simon Cowell.

*Hanna's pov*

I was all set to meet Simon and he called a cab for me after I told his secretary where I was.

Apparently I was going to meet him at his house for dinner with a few of his friends.

A cab pulled up towards the phone booth and I got in.

Here I go.Off to meet someone I never met yet they weren't as far away from me as I thought.

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After about and hour and a Half of driving to Simon's house we finally got there. No scratch that mansion. His place was huge it was like 20 times the size of my old house.

The cab stopped at the gate and I got out.

I pushed open the gate that had a big thing on it that said 1D I have no idea what that means but I walked down the stone path all the way until the polish doors.

*knock knock*

By my surprise a teenager answered the door. His curly locks fell in from off his eyes yet you could still see them. His eyes were the prettiest shade of green I have ever seen. He was wearing tight dark skiny jeans a white shirt and some Lego slippers. Wait lego slippers?

"Hello love I know I'm attractive and all but it's kind of chilly so if you could stop staring and come in," he trailed off giving a wink.

My face turned a crimson color for being caught checking him out. Let's just say if you have ever seen him you would be checking him out too.

"S-sorry i-i-i," I stuttered trying to think of something to say.

"Leave the poor girl alone you have seen her all of five minutes and you are already scaring her," a blonde haired teenager came pushing the curly haired guy out of the way to let me in.

"I believe you are looking for Simon," Blondie said.

I just nodded. I was wondering why two teenagers were living in my uncle's house but I didn't ask.

"Follow me he is in the living room with Liam, Zayn and Louis,"he told me walking towards the what I was guessing the living room.

"I'm Niall and this is Harry," he added pointing to curly walking next to me.

"It's nice to meet you," I said kind of quietly.

"Don't be shy we won't hurt you," Harry said giving a smile.

I knew he was lying. I always end up getting hurt. If not physically it is mentally. People like to make promises they can't keep and I knew they were just going to be like the others.

After a few more minutes of walking through different rooms we finally got to the living room.

There were three fairly large couches with three teens sitting in one and a middle aged man sitting in one by himself.

The shaved head guy walked up and told me his name was Liam, next came the dark haired guy who was Zayn and lastly an overly happy guy told me his name was Louis.

"This whole meeting new people is nice and all but I'm kind of looking for Mr.Cowell," I said looking at all of the boys forgetting about the man on the couch.

"Call me Simon," the middle age man said giving me a hug.

"I'm Hanna"