Story of Your Life? How About the Story of Mine

HI GUYS! So this is my very first fanfiction! I'm really excited about it but forgive me if it's a little rough around the edges! Also, I'm not really sure what to name this story, so I kinda just pulled one out of my ass. If you possibly feel like it, you can leave suggestions. I am open to anything!

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First off, I would just like to say that I am an innocent bystander and have nothing to do with the crazy redhead girl sneaking into some random guys apartment.

And secondly, as previously stated, I am innocent.

"Beck! Push me up a little higher! I can almost reach the window!"

I don't know why Maggie thought this was a good idea. Especially with me as a four foot eleven inches accomplice. Currently, one foot was on my shoulder while the other foot was digging into my skull.

"I'm as high as I can go," I'm panting as I try to maintain balance on my tip toes. "I don't think you thought this far enough Mags."

How'd we get here, you may wonder?

Well, I will tell you.

See, Mags here, heard from her 1D news app thingy, that One direction was going home for a break. She figured since we were on break from school, we might as well do something with our time. That meant flying x amount of miles from Georgia all the way to London, hopping into countless taxis, paying tons of MY money, roaming around the city to find the picture of what looked to be Harry's condo, and ultimately meeting her idol, Harry Styles.

She's a bit obsessed.

"NO, ugh! I was being spontaneous. Guys like when girls are  spontaneous! Can you like, jump or something? Anything to reach the window seal!"

Can someone remind me why I am her best friend again?

I struggle under her weight, bending my knees and then somehow pushing off into the air. Like three inches. But I guess that was all she needed as my shoulders felt very relieved. Looking up, I am very delighted (note my sarcasm) to see Maggie's white freckled ass with pink panties covering her lady bits. Who plans to break and enter somebody's house wearing a skirt? Maggie does. She was dangling from the window and there was no way it would be unlocked.

Her hand pushed the window up.

How ironic.

Maggie looks down at me, still dangling in the air, "Look Beck! Look! It's unlocked!" She begins to cackle and it sorta creeps me out. "Yeah, congratulations. Now pull yourself in before you fall!" She rolls her eyes in response, but pulls herself in anyways.

Great. Now I was stuck outside of someones window-- not even positive that it was Harry Styles window at that -- looking like a complete creeper, but really just an innocent girl trapped in a terrible plan made up by her best friend. I slide down onto the cold cement and look around in the dark. There were a few cars passing by, but no people walking around. Thank God.

"Beck!" I look up and see her head pop out the window. She looks very very crazy excited at the moment.

"What?"

She begins to pound her palms against the window seal, "It's his house! Can you believe it? Here, I'll show you!" She leaves then moments later, comes back sticking a shiny glass trophy out the window. "Maggie! You're gonna drop that thing! Put it back!" I whisper-yell. Don't want to wake up the neighbors...What a sight that would be.

"Okay, okay," She pulls her arms back in, but the top of the trophy hits the bottow of the window and slips out of her hands. 

"Beckett! Catch it!" I ignore her using my full name and scurry to grab it before the trophy meets its doom. I position my hands to were it's falling.

It falls right next to my hands and I hear the sound of shattering glass.

"Oh shit." I look at it, not knowing what to do. I can hear Maggie above me freaking out but I don't do anything to calm her down. Crouching down, I begin to pick up the big pieces and tuck them in my shirt too busy to hear the sound of footsteps approaching me.

"Beckett, there's someone coming your way! Hide!" I look over and see a tall shadow nearing me and I make a beeline towards the trashcan I noticed when we got here. It stinks and I hear flys buzzing around. I'm not in the trash, but hiding behind it, waiting for the unknown guy to leave. I look around to where I had seen him last, but he was gone. 

I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. At least I wasn't getting caught tonight.

However, a very british voice rings out startling me.

"Why is my award broken?"

Well fuck.

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I know that this first chapter is short, but they will get longer as the story progresses!

Dueces!

Em.