Adopted By A Famous Boyband

Diana

(Emily's POV)

I woke up this morning in my bed.  I wonder how I got here. 

0h well. 

I smell pancakes.  mmmmmmmm.  Wait.... I am not hungery.   I ate to much last night.   I guess I can eat.

"No you can't"

"Why not"

"You don't't want to be rude and be a mini Niall by eating everything in sight.  Also you have to look good with One direction so getting fat is a big no no."

You might be wondering who I'm talking to.  I'm talking to Diana.  (A/N. you will understand why later.  Btw Diana is not written by the boys in this story yet.)  Diana is the suicidal,  aneroxic part of me,  or as I call her, my imaginary 'friend'.  She is always putting me down and making me feel bad.

After I am done with zoning out,  I look around my room.  At the end of my bed (A/N at the end of my bed, as I feel my self fall make a joke of it alllllll...... no? ok.)I see Liam taring at me with confusion.  "Who were you talking to?" he asks. 

"Ummmmm.... just an imaginary friend."  I lied.

(Liams POV) 

I woke up this morning and smelled pancakes.... yum!

As I walked down stairs I saw Harry cooking pancakes.  "Hey" he said in his raspy morning voice.

"Hey" I said grabbing a glass of orange juice and grabbed my phone.

As I logged in to twitter,  Harry told me to go get Emily.  Even though I just sat down,  I went to get her anyways.

I was about to open the door and heard talking.  "Maybe she found YouTube" I thought.

I walked in and she was talking to...... Herself?

She didn't acknowledge I walked in so I sat at the end of her bed.

"Why not?" she said.  Then she was talking about someone named Diana and how she was suicidal and aneroxic.

She snapped back to reality and saw me.

"Who are you talking to?"  I ask.

"Ummmmm.... my imaginary friend." she stuttered.  Right (note the sarcasm).  We will talk about it later.

"Come eat" I say in my daddy direction mood.

"I am not hungry....  I ate loads last night." she says.

She's not lying about eating last night... so I'll let her go intill lunch.

"Okay, but come downstairs anyways,  we need to talk." 

I already messaged the boys about what I heard and we are going to have a talk.

(Emily's POV)

I am really scared.  Liam said him and the boys need to talk to me.  I guess there is no getting out of it,  so I start down the stairs.

When imget to the bottom of the stairs,  Zayn, Harry, and Louis are sitting on the couch,  Niall on the chair (with a bag of chips of course) and Liam on the love seat, leaving one place to sit,  beside Liam.

"Okay,  we need to talk"  says Louis.

No dip, dip ship (no cursing 0_o)

"Who is Diana"  Harry asks seriously.

Yikes.

*************Author's Note**************

Ok,  I don't think people are reading my story.  If not,  I will delete it.  I will start setting goals.  The first one is five comments and five votes.

Love you my potatoes.

-Aiden

P.S that ismy new signature.  That is my name, and yes I am a girl named Aiden.   XOXO