It was the summer of 2013 when this story starts. A Saturday night. Er, a Sunday morning, seeing as it was 3:30 A.M. I was on tumblr, like usual. Some new gifs of the boys had come up and I was listening to their newest album. “You know what? Let’s go back in time.” I said to myself. I put on their older album, Up All Night, and blasted it through my headphones. I couldn’t blast it through my house, seeing as my parents were home. At least, my mom was. My dad was on a business trip and my sister was sleeping over her friend Emma’s house. I’m 18, and waiting another year to go to college. I needed to save up some money. Snapping myself out of my thoughts, Everything About You came on. I sighed, smiling. I always imagined myself meeting the boys, and yet I knew it would NEVER happen.
Grinning sadly, I looked at my dashboard. A gif of Louis grinning sheepishly at Harry during their concert in Boston last night came up. La- Concert in BOSTON!?- I lived in fairly close to their next concert, which was to be in Hartford. 30 minutes away from my house. “THAT’S SO CLOSE, WE COULD BE BREATHING THE SAME AIR!” I whisper-yelled to myself, flopping backwards on my bed and clutching my chest. Deciding I was hungry, I slowly crept down my stairs. I needed food. BADLY. Glancing in the wooden cabinets, I settled on some pudding. But being the good directioner I was, I used a fork. I was slammed with some particularly hard Liam feels today. Danielle and him broke up, because they just didn’t have time for each other. I felt TERRIBLE for him. Someone that cute didn’t deserve that. Oh well. At least he had Zayn. Ziam for the win.
After sitting on my couch for a few minutes, I heard voices outside. Usually some kids from my class would ding-dong ditch my house, cause we were friends. “Look, this house has the light on, let’s see if they know!” Well that didn’t sound like Will or Tom. Someone knocked gently on my door. “Coming!” I yelled quietly enough for my mom to not be able to hear over the A.C., but loud enough for whoever was outside to hear me. I padded over to the door in my grey Soffee’s and Taylor Swift shirt. My long brown hair was pulled back into a high ponytail. I glanced out the door and saw three shadows. “Darn.” I thought sadly. It wasn’t One Direction. I opened the door quietly and they rushed up to the door. I flicked on the front porch light, and burst out laughing. I couldn’t help it. It’s not every day you see Josh Devine, Louis Tomlinson, and Niall Horan in their underwear on your porch.
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FanfictionIt all started with one hell of an awkward beginning. Two members of 1D and their drummer stood half-naked- no, more than half. They stood there in just their boxers, on MY porch. So, onward, followers. You'll never expect what's going to happen.
