Claim To Fame
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  • Reads 1,970
  • Votes 90
  • Parts 28
  • Time 2h 9m
Ongoing, First published Nov 16, 2013
I used to be your everyday girl-next-door type. I went to school, didn't smoke, didn't drink, changed the colour of my hair a lot and liked boy bands. Then he came along, I loved him, more then anything. And I thought he loved me too. That was until he messed me up completely. 
So three years later, God knows why I'm standing on stage with my friends, performing at a One Direction concert, and waiting for a boy I didn't think I would meet, to realise I love him. 
I guess he's just my claim to fame. 

 

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lets get something clear, i hate one direction. so, why? dear lord, was i plucked from my hometown, and beautiful gym, and friends, flew half across america and dropped in a house with nine other girls and five of the most annoying stupid childish idiotic boys in the history of the earth. now when i say hate, i dont mean the normal kind of hate, i mean the, the second they start singing, i wanna reach down my throat, rip out my organs and strangle the five boys with them. yeah. that kind of hate. nobody would define me as a girly girl. no way. and if i did, maybe i should keep my organs around if you get my drift. no. i dont think im going to enjoy this particular "life changing" experience.