AN/:hi guys im going to try a story for one direction so I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea and my oc Isabelle
Isabelle POV
" IZZY! Mum says get your bum out of bed and come down stairs for breakfast ! " I hear my older brother yelling at me from outside my door. I look at the clock, 9:00 a.m. on a Saturday! "well then mum better be making pancakes!" I thought to my self as I put my clothes on. I was wearing my abecrombie denim shorts with a light blue rib tank with lace back and my purple aritzia hoodie then I brushed my brown hair so my bangs were going across my face and my hair was straight al the way down to my elbows . Then I ran down stairs.
"Oh look she's alive" my brother laughed . I smacked him playfully and we sat down. Mum brought us pancakes with syrup and berries our favourite. After that my brother had to leave to meet with his band at the coffee shop.
Oh I forgo something very important I'm Isabelle. Isabelle Tomlinson. That boy I was talking about, my brother is louis Tomlinson, famous internationally for his band One Direction. Oops.
Harrys POV
As I walked up the steps of the coffee shop we were meeting at I texte Lou to see where he was . Every one else was already in the shop , sipping tea. I had just ordered mine when Louis texted back:
Me: lou where r u?
Louis: coming , sorry had to have breakfast with Iz and mum
I passed on the message to Z, nialler and Liam. Just than we were spotted. By fans and louis who came up behind us , giving us a scare.
"Oh god Louis where'd you come from?" Niall asked after jumping about 3 feet in the air
" came through the back, I mean have you seen the front?" louis replied casually gesturing to the 100's of fans outside. Then he ordered tea and we all sat back down.
" it looks like we are going to be here a while ." Zayn said flippinghis headto look mysterious.
" I wonder if they have sandwiches here..." Niall said
"SHUT UP NIALL!" we all said
" sorry im hungry!"
Oh god this is going to be a loooooong day I thought. Maybe texting some one would help. I looked through the contacts and found a number I didnt reckognize . "Louis." I thought and texte a hello to ... whoever I was texting. They replied hey back and this time the name and picture came up. It was a pretty girl around 2 years younger than me with long brown hair and bangs like Lou... wait... oh no... this hot girl im drooling over has the same hair eyes and mischevious glint in her eyes... ii just called Isabelle Tomlinson hot and the worst part? I didnt care that louis as going to kill me for what I was already texting her.
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