Dylan Greenfield wasn't your typical teenage girl. She was often mistaken to be apart of the whole 'scene' group, with her natural black hair and dyed purple bangs, but truly, she was just a shy surfer girl. Her parents had lived on the beach their entire lives, so it was only customary for them to want to bring her up as a beach child, as well. Dylan loved her parents more than anything, but she couldn't help but notice that they held a sort of grudge towards her; not giving her as much love and attention as she needed. She never truly knew why her parents seemed to dislike her, she always just assumed it was because they wanted and were expecting a boy, hence her name. Ever since she was a child, she always seemed to have to fend for herself. When her parents filed for a divorce when she was 13, she was convinced true love didn't exist. She thought it as a prop used to sell cheap, cheesy, cliche Hollywood movies. But when a certain someone, or someones, come into her life, can they make her believe? Before she knew it, shy little Dylan Greenfield from the small beach town of Cape May, New Jersey, was forced to travel the world with a certain British/Irish boy-band; One Direction.
Hi. I'm Audra Rayne. I live in Wolverhampton. You might not know me as... well, me. But You may be knowing Liam Payne (Obviously) from One Direction.
So, you may have heard about Liam's sixteenth birthday party. (If you haven't. Then be patient because that's what I'm going to say next. Patience Grasshopper), so no one showed up and afterwards he thought everyone in his grade hated him. But no one hated him. He was very good to everyone. The only people who hated him were the high school bullies, who made sure that no one got the invitation. And how do I know that? Well, don't shove me away and hear me out, but I was one of them.
Yeah, as simple as that. And to add it, the whole time he thought that I was his friend. (Wow, that makes me feel loads better.) And I was, sort of. Because after his party. I felt very guilty, very very very very very guilty. So, yeah. You probably know what happened. I left the gang of bullies and I became his friend. I had learnt my lesson. I was his only friend and he was my only friend. But he thought I was doing it out of pity. And I told him repeatedly that I wasn't. And then he finally believed me.
And then. BAM. He's gone. And now he's in the biggest band in the world. And I want him back. Because... I love him.