Me, my boyfriend Niall and his mates Louis, Zayn, Liam and Harry were very close. Yes, my boyfriend was in the famous band One Direction. I already knew him from when I was three and he was four years old. We’d been best friends all those years; we did everything together. He would wait for me at the bus stop every day and then we would go to school together, we always made homework together, we had the same friend group, and when one of us two didn’t have a date for the school prom, we would go with each other, even when the other already had a date. But four and a half year ago, Niall asked me to be his girlfriend. I’d always had feelings for him, but I thought he didn’t see me like that. Apparently he did. A few months after he asked me that, he applied for the X-factor. I didn’t even know he could sing, but he was really good. He didn’t make it at first, but then he, Zayn, Harry, Louis and Liam were put together as a group. And that is where One Direction started.
Well, now you probably already know that story, about them getting put together and stuff, but you don’t know my story. My story is about Niall and me, and about his bandmates of course. But especially about Niall and me and what happened to us, how our lifes got ruined in a very short time, but also about how we fixed everything, even though it was hard to not give up.
