The Mystery Caller

Chapter 1

It was 10:45am, and a familiar buzzing sound rattled like an earthquake. It was none other than the phone of Clara Payne. She rolled over and felt for her phone, by this point she had managed to knock everything off her dressing table. She picked up her phone and switched her alarm off.

"SHIT IM LATE FOR SCHOOL!!" She squealed. Until she noticed it was Saturday.

"phew" she thought to herself as she heaved out of bed and turned on her CD player. That's when One Direction started booming from the speakers. Clara was a huge fan of the boys and she was even more pleased that she shared her last name with Liam. She also lived in London and longed to go looking for them someday.

Clara opened up her Macbook Pro and logged into her fav social media site - Twitter - she scrolled down her notifications and read a few tweets from her friends. She clicked on her followers list and saw a familiar name at the top of the list. After 3 years of trying and she managed to get her favourite member of the band, Niall, to follow her on Twitter. Clara smiled, she had actually managed to get recognition from Niall, he was her world. Of course she loved the others too but Niall was the one that stood out to her most. The thing she liked about him was his eyes. They always seemed to shine like shiny blue crystals. "I wish I could look into those eyes" She thought to herself. That was another thing that Clara was good at, she loved to daydream.

Clara turned off her laptop and turned up the volume on her CD player even more. She danced a little before putting her hair into a messy bun. She grabbed her fav pair of jeans and her One Direction T-shirt, grabbed her phone and keys and went out.

She checked her phone once again to check tweets, there were lots of tweets that said that One Direction were back in London on a 5 day break before continuing their world tour. Clara knew this could be the only chance to see them so she decided to walk around various stores to see if she could catch a glimpse of her favourite band.

After 7 long hours, Clara returned home. She hadnt managed to spot them in London today. She thought she saw Louis in Starbucks, but once she got a better veiw it turned out to be some 'random dude' as Clara would put it. "Oh well, I've still got 4 days left, I'll stop by Harry's house tomorrow." She thought to herself as she dragged herself into bed. She seemed pleased that she had found out where he lived before anyone else.