i love My Luck (1D fanfic)

Lucky Winners

CLOVER's P.O.V

I’ve never meant anything more than when I say this: Saturday afternoons are the HIGHLIGHT of my week. They’re the only days that One Direction actually sing on my favorite station which is called PopNsiZzle Bluesicle. Yes, a very odd name but it’s the best damn thing that ever happened to me. Oh my, please excuse my rudeness. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Clover. I am a girl, and I’d like to call myself considerably pretty.

As for my best-friend, whose name is Andrea- well she’s simply put, gorgeous. I’m more on the conservative side, the kind of girl who will more than likely be your second (or last) choice. “God, I am so excited!” Andrea exclaimed, dancing around my room as the radio host- who is indeed a man babbled on about some new song by Eminem that was out. I rolled my eyes, the man always had to procrastinate. Get to the point already!

“....And now, I present to you Ladies and Gentleman of all ages. Your one and only..........ONE DIRECTION!” Andrea and I screamed in unison as their sexy British, Irish accents began to recite from my radio.

“So tonight girls, I want you to think of this as if it’s dedicated to you babes worldwide!” I felt my heart flutter even though I knew I was the last person they could be referring to, a girl could dream! I personally had an intense crush on Zayn Malik. Even though he had a HORRIBLE habit of smoking, he was just too hot for something like that to stop me. When he announced on National TV that he was dating Perrie Edwards though, I had a little breakdown. It was quite ridiculous actually, but Andrea was with me the whole way through it and she never once mentioned that it was quite stupid of me seeing as I was never in a relationship with Zayn and nor would I ever be most likely. I glared into empty space at the thought of Perrie touching him. I mean what kind of name is that anyw- I was transported out of my thoughts when Andrea suddenly punched me hard in the arm. I groaned in protest and she shrugged,

“You should be thanking me chica, I just saved your butt they’re talking about a contest” she emphasized the word contest and I instantly perked up. I wonder what the prize is.

“We, of One Direction challenge you to enter this contest. The next 8 songs will be played in the countdown. If you can name all 8, and be our 10th caller once you get the answers. 2 tickets to travel with us on our World Tour as well as backstage entrance and also-

“drum roll please” A voice I recognized as Harry’s said and there was a faint thudding sound in the background like someone drumming on a table.

“That’s enough” another voice mumbled as the drummer got carried away and I giggled as did Andrea.

“You get to hang with One Direction baby!” the one who I assumed was Louis Tomlinson screamed and Andrea and I followed his lead jumping around in my room.

“WE.HAVE.GOT.TO.WIN!” She quickly grabbed a pen and paper as the first song started. What goes around, comes back around hey my baby! Now that one was just easy peasy. Andrea wrote down Beyonce- Best Thing I Never Had and after another minute or so the next song started. But you didn’t have to cut me off! Make out like we never happened and that we were nothing and I don’t even need your love. You treat me like a stranger and it feels so rough! I cheered as Andrea wrote down this song. the next 5 songs went easy......but the 8th one was the one we got stumped on. It was by Mariah Carey but the title seemed to slip my mind. I groaned and banged my head on the carpeted floor as Andrea pulled at her hair.

“I KNOW!” She suddenly yelled and I looked up with excitement in my eyes but it dimmed when she suddenly frowned.

“Nevermind” I groaned again and resumed banging my head on the floor. The song cut off and was replaced by Niall’s voice,