We can only go in One Direction (One Direction fan fiction)

"So You Are an Evil Phone Stealer?"

 AH!! AHAHAHA!!!! I POSTED!!! FINALLY!!! :D even though it's kinda short...

 :( boo...

Anyhow, I'm still not sure whether to make the story I'm working on another 1D story or just normal people... it's called, 'Save Me From Myself' right now, but i might change it... hmm.... O.o

So, I need opinions!

A) another One Direction fan-fic

B) just a regular teen fiction/romance/humor/stupidteenagedlife one...

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE comment and tell me which you think, or would like to read about! Please? :)

"So You Are an Evil Phone Stealer?"

 “Yeah, yeah you did!” Louis pointed at me accusingly, “Now answer, are you a fan or not? Because that really wasn’t all that believable.” He gave me a slightly condescending look

I looked at all the other boys, why did they really care? I’m not really even friends with them, well maybe I am a little bit, but were not close or anything.

“Fine.” I glared at Louis, “I’m not really a fan. But Jessie is completely head-over-heels for you all, and I couldn’t risk losing that chance to get her on stage with you guys. So I never said anything.” I admitted, “Wait- actually I did.” I glared at Louis again, “But mister ‘I-drag-people-places-unwillingly’ over here didn’t listen.” I kept glaring at him. He thought I wasn’t a fan? I practically told that to his face!

“Oh, is that what you were rambling about? I wasn’t really paying attention then... sorry?” he offered shrugging at me.

“Whatever,” I mumbled not really knowing what else to say, “Was there something you needed help with or- ah!  Wait! My phone! You stole it!” I looked around until I spotted Harry. “You evil phone stealer! And thanks for cutting out on the call. It really helped my mood a whole bunch.” I said sarcastically

“I’m not an evil phone stealer!” He protested, “I simply... stole...” he sighed, “It to keep Jessie from calling a cab” he muttered, realising he couldn’t come up with another word for what he did.

“So you are an evil phone stealer?” I asked, smirking at him

“No! See this is why we’re here, to give it back!” he still fought me at this,

“Oh!” I said sarcastically, “So you’re not here for the candy?” I asked, looking at the other boys who had left and were running around the store filling up bags and containers with candy.

For example, Niall had three bags of candy being held by his mouth, a couple containers in one hand and was holding his other hand under a dispenser while he used his foot to press the lever down. It was quite the sight!

“Well, uh,” he rubbed the back of his neck, “You know, that’s just an added bonus of meeting you here!” he offered, blushing a little bit ‘because he got caught.

“Sure it is.” I teased him in a sarcastic voice, “So...” I trailed off

“So...” he did the same

“Give me my phone Harry.” I gave him a flat look, but not an angry one or anything

“Oh! Yeah, right! Hang on!” he started looking through his pockets and emptying the contents onto the counter. I watched as he pulled out some pens and markers, a couple scraps of paper, his wallet, some napkins, a little container of Advil and even more stuff

“SHIT!!”

I jumped up and saw Niall standing in front of a machine spewing out candy, and he was trying to catch the pieces in his hat since he ran out of bags and boxes.