Vacation with One Direction
*Note: I would just like to say a big thank you for reading my story. I enjoy writing, and I hope you enjoy my works. I’ll try my best to keep my A/N’s short, and create a drama-filled fan-fic! The first couple chapters you might find a little boring but I promise there are some punches to come! The intro may make it seem like a Liam fan-fic but trust me it’s not as there are many surprises to come! ;) x
Introduction-
Sometimes I’m labeled as the luckiest girl on Earth and sometimes that’s hard for me to comprehend. But I understand why I might be labeled as this, and it’s because I know them. “Them?” You might ask, well who are they? The answer to that question would be One Direction. The Biggest boy-band in the world. Ring a bell? Thousands of girls- no, scratch that. Millions of girls swoon over the 5 of them, and it’s easy to understand why. Their looks, their personality, their angelic voices.
Simply Per-fect.
And I somehow I managed to become the ‘bestest’ of friends with them, true buddies. How? Well before he became the famous and stunning Liam Payne, he was just the boy next door. What you might call a close family-friend. Liam and I were really close though, best friends in fact. We shared everything with each other and we practically grew up together. We told each other our secrets and played pranks our neighbors.
But then it happened; Liam grew up. Then the X-factor saga came along, I supported him the whole way through. Liam had a beautiful voice and was destined to become famous eventually, we all knew it. It just happened so fast though, all of a sudden I had lost my really close friend. I had met up with the other members of the band on a couple of occasions; I became quite fond of their company too. And I guess you could say their feelings were mutual.
They then became One Direction, and like all the other famous artists, their tour came along too. I’m not going to say I lost contact with them and that Liam and the rest of the lads completely ignored me because that wouldn’t be true. We kept in contact, Skype, texts, emails, you name it we used it. Even though the distance was great, my friendship with them only became stronger. When they came home every few months, we spent loads of time together. Even if it meant staying at home with a couple movies because with the fame of that magnitude, we couldn’t really go out.
So like I said before, the ‘bestest’ of friends, true buddies. I helped them with whatever they needed; sometimes I even got involved professionally with styling or choreography, which was actually quite stupid if you ask me, because they never actually do what we ‘rehearse’. Like Zayn says and I quote: “We take the piss out of dancing.” And they really did, which made them that much more lovable.
So now it was around that time again, to spend time with that lovable boy-band (who I simply saw as friends) One Direction.
