Talk About Cliché (ON HOLD)

Chapter One

Okay, before y'all go cranky saying this is so cliche, that's the point :P We want to put in as many cliche and overused fanfiction moments as possible and exaggerate it all!! Oh and the writing technique is very different to my usual style, with simpler sentences, fast moving storylines, etc. Hope you enjoy, we don't mean to be rude BTW sorry if you get offended in any way ;(

- @CeannaJay and @elfifo007

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Chapter One

SCARLETT'S POV

"Baby, you light up my world like nobody else..."

I groan frustratedly as the sound of 'What Makes You Beautiful' floods into my ears the moment I step into the house. "Rubyyyyyy!"

The music doesn't stop, but I hear Ruby's footsteps clomping down the stairs. "Oh, hey, Scarlett. What's wrong?" Not giving me a chance to answer, she continues, "Hey, can you drive me to the airport later today? One Direction are arriving in Australia, finally!"

My anger just vanishes because I'm weird like that and I sigh and say, "Fine." Ruby starts jumping up and down squealing like a two year old. I roll my eyes and head up to my room, logging onto Twitter and checking out the boys' accounts even though I hate them.

After I've scrolled through their Tweets bitching about them under my breath instead of just logging off like a normal person, I hear Ruby pounding on the door. "Get out, Scar! You have to drive me to the airport now!"

I put my hair into a messy bun because apparently it looks hot, put on a little mascara, blusher, and lipgloss, change into some comfy clothes, and walk downstairs. Ruby's waiting at the door dressed like a retarded princess. We get into my car and turn on the music; Ruby turns on One Direction and I groan but listen to it anyway.

When we arrive at the airport there are screaming girls everywhere. We push our way through to the front because I'm suddenly strong enough to do that, and Ruby starts shrieking madly. I sigh and storm away, leaving her mushed up in the crowd, and go out for some fresh air.

I hear voices suddenly: "Quick! Out this way! Hurry up!"

I turn around and frown, heading towards the voices. Wow, coincidence – it's One Direction. I guess they didn't want to run into their crazed fans and decided to go out the back way, and I was just standing there at that exact time. I open my mouth to warn them that there are girls in the parking lot too, before Harry grabs my hand for no reason and pulls me into their van.

What in the name of shit was that about?

Once we're safely in the van, we start moving. There are girls outside bashing on the windows but we just calmly sit there. Conveniently, I know all the boys' names and details even though I hate them, so I say, "Harry, why am I here?"

"You were going to get crushed," Harry says, like that makes perfect sense. I've totally just left Ruby there with my car even though she has no licence. Oh well, she can take a taxi and I'll just ditch my car there – who cares, I'm in One Direction's van.

Oh, wait. I hate them. Oops. Hm, I guess I can be a bit bipolar sometimes. Aren't we all?

Harry's staring at me like a pedo. "Um, Harry? Why are you staring at me?" I ask nervously. Meanwhile, Louis' busy acting like a toddler, Liam's telling him off, Zayn's staring at a mirror and Niall's shoving chicken which appeared out of nowhere into his mouth.