Going the Right Direction(A One Direction Story)

Getting to know the Boys

A/NFinally The boys come in in this chapter, hope you like!:)

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"Well. Here you go Dai.." I said to myself as I trotted down the walk to the house, and was about to ring the door bell, when the door opened before me.

"Hello there, you must be Die" A husky voice said

I looked up and could not believe my eyes.

In front of me was a tall, kinda' hot, with the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen, a lean build, cheeky smile and really curly haired boy.

But it wasn't his physique that startled me, it was who he was that made me stop in my tracks.

I actually recognized him, for a change..

In front of me was no other than my little sisters' "husband": Harry Styles.

If only she was here now.. She would've probably died of the excitement.

I didn't care much for him and his band, cause for me they where a bunch of guys with good vocals and great harmonization.. Nothing more. Ok, and probably kind of good looking.(some of them..)

Now I remebered where I had heard the name Paul Higgins before; he was One Directions bodyguard or something like that.

Holy shit. What did I get myself into?

Why not another band?

I didn't know these guys at all, but, pop was really not my thing.

Sure, I liked how they sounded, but I still thought they could improve with a few screams here and there in their songs.. For me, the screams showed more emotion than fake crying in a song.

"Umm, hi.. You're Harry Styles right?" I asked, feeling suddenly very nervous and really self-consious. I mean, maybe I wasn't that big of a fan, but you still get that feeling when you're infront of someone famous..

"Oh. Did Paul tell you about us after all, or do you really know us?" He raised an eyebrow. Wait, was it just me, or did I look a lot like this boy? Same eyes, same skin color, same tone of voice, same body build (except for the boobs part), and if I smiled, I bet it would be the same.

But no way, it's just probably my imagination..

"No, not at all.. It's just, my little sister was a big fan, I've heard some songs, but it's not really my thing, it's more my sisters' and well.." I trailed off and blushed. What the fuck? That normally didn't happen to me. I don't just 'blush'.

"Okaaaaay Die, well come on in" He grabbed my suitcases and carried them inside. Just as I was about to go in and correct him about my name; a tall figure jumped infront of me, scaring the shit out of me.

Yes, I do swear a lot and get scared easily.

"Ooooh.. So we got ourselves' a BAD GIRLIE" He giggled checking me out and not being at least a little discreet. "Louis Tomlinson at your service ma'am" He extended his right arm out wiggling his eyebrows.

I gave him an awkward shake and smiled shyly. So this was 'Lou'. Not Paul's wife after all.. Oops.

I hadn't realized I'd snorted out loud. Really Dai, really?

They're sooo gonna think you're weird.

"Watcha snorting at baddie?" Louis asked. Huh, after all the nicknames I had earned at my school, 'baddie' seemed so lame in comparization.

"Nothing, it's just.. You're funny looking" I said seriously

"Woman, you've only been here 5 minutes and you have allready broken my heart.. HAZZA! TELL HER NOT TO BE A MEANIE!" Holyshit Louis can scream. Now I see what was the fuzz with Paul on the phone.. But I still didn't get the carrots part.