‘Your..One direction?’ I stuttered confused by the whole situation. They all give me a ‘you don’t say’ look and nodded their heads emotionless. I can see that harry and Louis were waiting for me to scream and ask for pictures and autographs. Sorry not happening boys, gonna keep my screaming inside for now.
‘You, young lady must have had a concussion to forget the truly amazing, one and only-’ Louis said proudly in a snooty accent before harry cut him off and said ‘There’s another one direction band.’
‘May I continue sir?’ Louis asks then continues without letting harry answer the question. Through the whole speech we were in hysterics from Louis’s posh and accent and snobby actions. I felt like I belonged here, I forget about my cut and that I was in a dirty alley way and enjoyed myself. It was like me and Sophie, my best friend. My phone started vibrating from my jacket pocket; I was so glad it was on silent or it would have played full blast ‘WMYB’ by one direction. Awks. I picked up the phone and saw the name ‘Soph is my boo-bear’ I pressed answer and held it against my ear.
‘Hey Soph, what’s up?’ I asked her cheerfully. The boys all gather round close for them to hear.
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Prom night (one direction special)
FanfictionImogen Smith is a typical plain 17 year old girl, she lives in a student house with her best friend sophie. One sunny day in july everything changes, she begans to wonder how her life changed in matter of time. Will she be able to handle a life wit...
