The Invisible Mouse
A One Direction Fanfiction
By Lauryn Edmonds
aka starkidlauryn
Rating M to be safe. I'm not sure where this story is going or if it will need the rating though.
Main Paring: Louis/OC
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ONE DIRECTION! I wish I owned louis though;)
Chapter 1: The New Kid
"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!" the unknown noise awoke me from my deep sleep. What is it. It must be terminated. "BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!" Why wont it stop! Without opening my eyes I groped around my bedside table looking for the noise. "BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!" Aha! It is an alarm clock. Wait. Who sets an alarm clock? I banged my hand down on it, either looking for the snooze button or to break it, whichever came first. It gave one last "BEEP!" before it went silent. Finally. I snuggled back down into my bed, ready to go back to sleep.
I was just drifting back off when my door slammed open. I shot up in bed, looking for the intruder. "Bailey Marie Styles." Ah, it was mother. Of course. "Why arent you up! I set you an alarm clock to go off ten minutes ago! You're going to be late for school!" School? What? I could practically feel my eyes widening. I shot out of bed, "thanks mum, gotta get the shower!" I said, then started running to the bathroom. Harry was coming out of his room at the same time. We raced to the only bathroom in the house, and reached it at the same time. We scrabbled to get inside first, but he just pushed me out of the way, and ran inside and locked the door. I groaned, and I could hear him laugh from the other side of the door. He would be forever!
While waiting for him, I made some toast, and spread my nutella over it, and ran back up to the bathroom door, and I could STILL hear the shower running. I banged on the door. "HARRY! Get out! I'm going to be late!" I yelled, and he laughed again. "I'm almost done, Bails. Give me a minute." I groaned and leant against the door. Stupid Harry with his stupid strength and his stupid laugh. 5 minutes went past. I banged on the door again. "HARRY!" I yelled, and I could hear that irritating chuckle of his. Why was he so bloody chipper this morning? I banged on the door, and I heard the shower finally shut off. Finally, I sighed. But he still didn't leave the bathroom. "HARRY I'M GOING TO BE LATE!" I yelled again, and then mum intervened. "Harry, hun! Please let your sister into the bathroom!" she said, and Harry said, "sure mum, I'll just be a minute." Huh. Sure. Yeah right. "Alright hunny." Mum said, and she left for breakfast. I immediately started banging on the door, and I was just about to yell, "HARRY!" again, when the door opened, and there was Harry smirking at me. "All yours," he said, and stole my last bit of toast off my plate. "And breakfast too! How thoughtful, Bailey, you shouldn't have." Then he shoved the bit of toast in his mouth, and gestured for me to go inside the bathroom. I waltzed in and slammed the door. Once again, his stupid laugh could be heard as he walked down the hall.
I turned on the shower and got in. the heat had only begun to seap into my skin when there was banging on the door. What now! "Bailey!" mum called, "there are other people in this house who have to use the bathroom too! Hurry up!" I groaned. So Prince Harry could spend as long as he wanted combing his hair, but I didn't even get a chance to wash! This is so messed up. "I'll be right out mum!" I said, and I could hear the click-clack of her heels down the hall. I turned off the shower, and set about applying mascara and eyeliner, then half-dried my hair, and ran to get dressed into my ugly uniform, and raced out the door with my books. "Morning hunny," said dad as I ran passed him out the door. "Bye dad! I've got to go!" I yelled behind me, and i could hear his laugh, so much like my brother's, as i raced out the door. Harry had already left, and I could see him half way up the road. I ran and caught up to him. "Morning," he said, and I laughed. "Hey." I said. I could never stay mad at Harry for long.
Thanks for the toast." He said, and I narrowed my eyes. "That was mine." I said, and his cheeky grin lit up his face. "And it tasted so good." He said, and pushed me sideways, before taking off at a run in his dorky school uniform, I gasped, and sprinted off after him. Damn his speed! Damn my lack therof! We were almost at school before I caught up to him, puffing and out of breath, but attractively. I wish I could drive to school. I hate being on my learners. "Later slowpoke. I gotta hang with the cool peeps." Harry said in his fake gay voice, walking away towards his "crowd of friends." His only REAL friends were Liam, Niall and Zayn. The rest were just fake wannabes. I scoffed, and walked towards my form class. On the way I was approached by Jessica Donaldson. God I hated her. She was such a phoney, but pretended to be friends with me so she could get closer to Harry. "Oh my god. There's a new guy. He is totally gorgeous." She said, and I nodded, not paying attention. "Nothing on Harry though, of course. Hey! I'm having a party Friday night. Do you think you could get your brother and his mates to come. You're welcome to come too, of course." She said, and I just nodded again. "I'll, uh, think about it." I said, then ducked into my form class just as the bell rang, without saying goodbye. Harry wasn't here yet. Figures.
"Sit down, Miss Styles. Lets not start the new term off with a detention, shall we?" my form teacher, Miss Richter said, and I sloped towards and empty seat at the back of the class. As soon as I sat down the door slammed open, and in strutted Harry, Niall and Zayn. Liam, the smarter of the four was in the smartest class, 11A. the rest of his friends, and I were in 11C. Miss Richter wouldn't care if they were late, they always were, but she never minded. "So sorry we're late, Miss Richter. And may I say, you are looking lovely today." Niall said in his Irish accent that made him irrisistable to almost all of woman-kind. Miss Richter, completely softened by Niall's charm, giggled and then said, "Oh, thank you very much, Mr. Horan, please take your seats boys." The trio grinned at her, then took their practically assigned seats, middle row, three seats in the middle, Harry in the centre, Niall on his left and Zayn on his right. Harry immediately began chatting up the girl in front of him, Taylor, I think her name was. Fake blonde. About 5'5". Shortened her uniform skirt so much it looked like a belt. I just bent over my book, irritated with everyone.
There was a knock on the door, and in walked the headmaster, Mr Howard. "Good morning, Miss Richter," he said, and she replied with a "Good morning, headmaster. What brings you here?" and a flirty smile on her face. Ew gross. Teacher porn. "We have a new student joining your form class, from Doncaster. I guessed this was the guy Jessica was talking about. "This is Lewis Tomlinson," Mr Howard said, and he walked into the room. God he was fit. He was tall, about 5'9", and his hair was swept to the side so cutely. His eyes were blue, and he had this cheeky little smirk on his face. "Actually, Mr Howard," he said, "My name is Louis." And we laughed. Mr Howard has a habit of getting students names wrong. "Well, welcome Louis." Miss Richter said, "Take a seat please." It was then I noticed where the only free seat in the classroom was. On my left. He walked over, and dumped his bag on the ground, pulling out the map that all new students get, and his schedule. He looked up at me. He only said one word. Two letters. But it was enough. "Hi."
(Authors Note: Hi! I hope you liked the first chapter. This is my first ever story I've ever written. Be nice and review, please, hehe XD)