A Little Bit Psycho (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter One ♥

(A/N)

Hey. Kaitlynn and I decided to make a joined account. We'll be co-writing some fanfics together and helping each other through writer's block! We hope you guys like our story..

xx Paige.

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Alex's POV

I'm in the middle of my Advanced English class when the secretary of my college comes through the door. She shuffles over to Professor Hillary and whispers something to her. She nods and yells my name in her deep voice. I stand up quickly, being a bit shocked at how loud she was. I set down my pencil and walk over do her desk, a bit embarrassed, since all eyes are on me.

"Miss Higgins, you have a phone call in the office, my dear," my Professor said,excusing me from my essay for a moment. I nod and follow the secretary into the office. She takes a seat at her desk and hands me the phone.

"Hello?" I squeak into the phone, a bit confused why it's so important to pull me out of English in the middle of an essay just for a phone call.

"Alex Leigh, honey." My father, Paul Higgins, whispers into the phone.

I'm surprised to hear his voice, I haven't heard it in a few months. "Dad? Is everything okay?" I say into the phone, starting to get worried.

"No, Alex. I was in a car crash on my way to the New York concert for the boys. I have the nurse holding the phone right now and she says I have to go. But, honey, I need you to leave campus to be the boys' temporary bodyguard." He says quickly.

"But dad, you know how much they like to annoy me!" I attempt to protest, but it doesn't work.

"You'll get through it, honey. At least you didn't have to put up with it everyday!" He says and hushes his nurse. "Honey, I have to go now, I love you and I'll see you hopefully soon!"

"Bye dad." I say gloomily, obviously not up for the job. And yes, my father is THE Paul Higgins, A.K.A babysitter for the annoying boys of world-famous band, One Direction. And I'll have to be that for a month or two, ugh. I hand the secretary the phone back to her and she looks at me.

"I've already talked to your father about you leaving college and I feel sorry for you having to basically be a nanny for those boys. He told me that they're nuts! Let me get your paper work, okay doll?" She says. I nod as she gets up and goes in the back of the room. She returns to the front of the desk with the papers in her hands. "Here you go, sugar." She says as she hands them to me.

"Thanks." I say as I take the papers and then begin to fill them out.

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A few hours later, I'm boarded my plane from England to America. I shove my carry-on luggage in the assigned compartment. I begin to pull out my book, The Fault In Our Stars by John Green, as I feel my seat being kicked. "Oh god," I think to myself,"I got a seat kicker this time." I groan and attempt to ignore it. The kid keeps doing it, causing my anger to rise. I whip around quickly and look at the kid, but it isn't a kid..it was Harry Styles, but close to a kid.

He smiles cheekily, his left dimple poking out and says,"I've been trying to get your attention for a while now, babe."

"Why are you even here, anyways?" I say, rolling my eyes.

"Your dad sent me here to make sure you came aboard. But I don't understand why you wouldn't, you loooove Zayn, right?" He says, wiggling his eyebrows.

I shake my head frantically, blushing, and say,"No way! How could I possibly love a stupid egotistical imbecile?"

He laughs and says,"Oh love, I can tell you love him, with you blushing and all. And, whenever you lie, your smart-girl side comes out." He says, smirking.

I let out a sigh and turn back around, obviously frustrated. I hear him behind me, grabbing his carry-on and switching to the seat next to me.

'What the hell do you think you're doing?" I ask him in a hushed tone.

"Isn't that obvious? I'm sitting next you. God, you aren't very observant, are you?" He asked me. That smart ass.

"Whatever. You know I don't like you. In fact, I fucking hate you." I spat rudely.

"Well I don't know why. You're probably just jealous that I get to hang out with Zayn so much." He says with a smirk.

"Bullshit, mate. I hate you because, because..you're an idiot?" I say, trying to make up an excuse. I blush then go back to reading my book. He just chuckles and stays silent the rest of the plane ride, which I'm thankful for.

I guess I must've fallen asleep while reading my book because when we landed, Harry shook me awake gently. "Wakey, wakey, we're going to go see Zayn-y Wayn-y." He says in a high pitched voice. I flutter open my eyes and give him a cold stare. He throws his hands up in surrender and opens up the carry on compartment. I stand up and stretch right before Harry shoves my carry on in front of my face. I snatch it and begin to walk off the plane. We go through security quite quickly since there weren't many people on the plane.

"Harry, how did you manage to get on the plane without people notic-" I stop in midsentence when I turn around to see him with his big fake dorky glasses and his beanie on. "You're literally a dork." I laugh at him. He rolls his eyes as we stand by the luggage claim. We wait silently by it until our luggage came. After we got it, we went out to the car that was waiting on us.

When Harry opens the door, We see the rest of the boys sitting together. Zayn, Louis, and Liam smiling at me, while Niall is eating some pringles. Harry takes his place in the front seat , next to the driver, leaving absolutly no where for me to sit.

"You're going to have to sit on someone's lap, Alexandria." The driver said and I cringed when he used my whole name.

"You can sit on my lap, Alex." Zayn smiles. Harry chuckles quietly and I roll my eyes. I walk over to other side of the car and Zayn opens up the door and pats his lap. He helps me in, and sets me on his lap. Harry smirks at me and I blush.

These boys are already making me a little bit psycho, at least Harry is.

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Sorry, super short chapter! I swear I'll [We'll] try to make sure the next chapter is longer. It takes a super long time to write a chapter. You have think and google, and stop for snack breaks, and you also have to pause to fangirl over One Direction for a while, and IT TAKES SUCH A LONG TIME, WOW. But please tell your friends about this story, vote, and comment. It makes Cheyanne & I super happy! We love you! Also, shoutout to londonshines for allowing us to use one of her ideas. She's such a great person, go follow her! Oh, and don't forget to follow Paige609 & x5SecondsOf1D, Cheyanne and I's personal accounts. Love y'all! xx

- Kaitlynn . ♥