“Christi, why won’t you date anyone?” Niall asked me, his aquamarine eyes glazed with worry.
I sighed; I knew this was going to be asked eventually, with me turning down every guy within a 5-mile radius of me. I looked around the bus; everyone was staring at me with curiosity. Niall was the only one worried. Why would he be worried? Does he think I'm not into guys? That I'm into girls?
I shook that thought out of my head, why in such a serious situation does my mind wander to such weird things. Just another mystery of life I guess.
As if reading my mind, Harry was the first to question me.
“You like guys, right? You’re not into other things-“
“YES HARRY, I like guys.”
“Then why do you push all of them away?” he urged me on.
I took a deep breath. I was about to pour out all my feeling to 5 guys on a bus, I was about to relive all the pain and suffering I had once experience in my past. I was about to tell a story I haven’t told in a long time. And this story didn’t have a happy ending.
“So … there was this boy..”
Christi Reed, an aspiring fashion stylist, hoping to get a scholarship to a high-class fashion college to pursue her dreams. Known as the girl who never falls, but also has a dark secret in her past.
Niall Horan, living his dreams as a member of One Direction, the biggest boy band in the world. Just looking for the right girl.
When Christi is hired to be a stylist for One Direction, their paths cross and Christi experiences something she has only once experienced before, love.
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Enthralling Imperfections (One Direction FanFiction)
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Just another girl who spent her teenage years obsessing over a boy band namely One Direction, using her grey eyes to admire the perfect boys, especially to the one who left her breathless, Zayn Malik.
I would do everything just to get recognized by the boys, but I doubt having a chance due to the perfectly shaped models, dazzling dancers, outrageous singers, beautiful celebrities, and many other gorgeous young ladies surrounding them.
While me?
I'm just a normal teenage girl, full of imperfections, who wakes up every morning to fangirl over the five singing idiots. My name? Zarah. Zarah Havelock.
But maybe certain things will change, because things come when you least expect them.
(( wrote this when i still had that carroty vibe, so forgive me ))
((( and also, i'm not gonna edit this story because i'm lazy mehe )))