Believe

Believe

  • WpView
    Reads 143
  • WpVote
    Votes 4
  • WpPart
    Parts 11
WpMetadataReadOngoing1h 15m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 17, 2013
I am just a normal girl trying out for the biggest singing show: X Factor. People watch me audition, they watch to see if I passed or not, they watch me perform, and they watch my mistakes. I thought that was already nerve wrecking, but man was I wrong. A certain boy with amazing curly brown hair, green eyes, dimples, and his cheeky smile came into my life with a bang! Literally with a bang. Follow my adventure as I go through the fame, the hate, and of course the love.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • The One Who Saved Me (1D fanfic)
  • Something like that
  • Hate on Me (a Zayn Malik love story)
  • Don't Let Me Go...~ A Zayn fanfiction
  • Lucky, So Lucky
  • Just another lie || Niall Horan
  • Small Bump
  • Little Things (One Direction Fan Fiction)

I scrounge around the magazine section and look past the little girl magazines that I used to read. Seventeen and teen vogue and twist all filled with that boy band. Ugh... I flip through them, laughing at what they until I get to the one direction section in Seventeen. Harry, Zayn, Louis, Liam, and Niall. Niall...I flip through it quickly and smirk at all this and put it on the shelf and start to walk away. My brain finally, some how clicks. "WOAH... WOAH WAIT WHAT?!?!" I scream and realize some little kids are in front of me. I give them a small smile at them as they scream and run the other way. I turn and run back to the magazines in a rush. I sit against the wall and pull that magazine back out again. Niall... Niall... He looks exactly like he does. How does he NOT tell me this stuff when I hang out with him? "How am I that stupid." I whisper to myself and groan and hit my head repeatedly against a wall. Maybe I can knock some sense into my own head if I do this. Nope. Still feel like an idiot. How can I be so stupid? How do I not notice this sort of thing? I mean they are all over! -------------------- Let me tell you a bit about myself. I hate one direction. I really do. But this obviously fake dyed blonde haired boy saves me from a directioner going a concert and then he asks me if I would want to go out with him?! What kind of question is that? Let me tell you about the adventure of finally picking up the broken parts of my heart and letting go of my past and moving on from the bad and onto the new. You never know who would be the one to actually save me.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines