Disclaimer: Do not own 1Direction... They're people, duh. But the plotlines and OC's I do own. Another author helps and gives me input ;)
Caroline Flack doesn't exist in this muthafucking fanfiction :)

I made it, Mum. Aren't you happy?
rehearsals: http:/www . polyvore . com/rehearsals/set?id=46472047

After Her birthday long weekend away with Harry, Megan was down the gym regularly, rehearsing the video Danielle had sent her over Twitter. She sweated and slaved over it. Countless hours down in the gym dance hall with her heels on to practise. "Thrust, Wiggle, step. Thrust, Wiggle, STEP!" Megan told herself, slapping her head. that was the only part of the dance she couldn't get. She sniffed back the tears and spun around on the spot, looking at her reflection for a fresh rehearsal. They were leaving for the award show tomorrow night and Megan had to hit this dance on the nose. All the swim training sessions, gymnastics meets were missed for this award show. "OK. Final time for today" She told herself, starting up the Sexy and I know it/ Party Rock Anthem mashup. "One two three four!" She counted down before bursting into dance moves. She got all the way through the dance and it was building up to the Thrust Wiggle Step. Megan hyped herself up and said it outloud. "Thrust. Wiggle. Step!" She squealed and broke down on her knees, "Yes! About fucking time!" Megan rolled unitl she was eventually lying on the floor. She clapped her hands manically and her phone rang loudly from the docking station.
Someone's calling you!
Answer your phone!
Unless you don't like them
then you can just pretend that you didn't hear me.

Megan dove for her phone before it rang again.
"Hello?" She cheesed down the phone.
"Hey! How's rehearsals going?"Danielle asked. Megan just sighed.
"I've just mastered it. Literally this minute" Megan laughed. she wiped stray hairs out her face as she spoke to Danielle.
"Good! Good! Just phoning, letting you know that the flight is tomorrow night at seven. We're all getting together at Harry's house tonight. His Mum's making us all this 'Goodbye' feast thing. It'd be great if you showed up" Danielle chimed. Megan nodded.
"I'll be there! What time are we all going there?" Megan asked. Danielle thought and she was asking Liam.
"Liam said about half eight. Oh, and, er, bring your cases!" Danielle informed. Megan leaned against the wooden panneled wall with a confused look.
"We're leaving the country? Are we not going to, like, London?" Megan chuckled in disbelief. She was leaving Britian. She'd never been outside of Britain, except fo rwhen she was three and her nana and grandad took her to DisneyWorld in Florida. Danielle giggled.
"No, you daft goose. We're going to LA. Did I not tell you that?" She asked. Megan shook her head.
"No, you didn't! LA? Really?" Megan gasped, putting a hand to her chest to feel her heartbeat rapidly. The connection on the phones were starting to crackle and the line to Danielle went stone dead. Megan put her phone into the pocket in her bag.

*Following paragraphs inspired by Inspired by Titanium- David Guetta ft. Sia*
Megan pulled her carkeys out of the bottom of her bag and unlocked the beast of a car in the parking lot of the gym. She climbed intot he front seat, tired and sweating afte rpractising for so long. She fired up the radio and the song came on. Sexy and I know it. Megan couldn't get away from it. For the drive home, she practised the dance in her seat. The sky got dark above her and she noticed something that she hadn't seen in a while. Her mum and dad's house. The lights were on. Windows were open and there was movement. A single body of movement. Megan got out of her car and locked it before slowly working her way up the front yard path. The gate was creaky and rusty when she opened it. The door was locked shut firmly. Megan looked through her keys and got the old fashioned one. The lock turned and the smell of rot hit Megan when she walked in. She stopped herself from vomiting at the smell and sight of the front hall. It hadn't been hoovered. There was small blood smears on the carpet with vomit patches.
"Mum?" She shouted through the house. There was only the sound of the microwave in the kitchen. Megan held onto the grubby rails of the stairs and made her way to the bedrooms. HEr parents bedroom door was wide open. The whole room was scruffy, dirty and unkept. "DAD?" She shouted. There was nothing. Megan moved from the bathroo which also had blood and vomit everywhere. MEgan teared up. This was her parents. This was how they lived. Megan fixed her bag on her shoulder as she opened up her old bedroom door. She nearly collapsed. Her mum was sitting on the end of her old tiny bed, shaking like a honey blond hair was now strawlike and turning grey at parts. Her mum was stick thin and you could nearly see her organs. She hadn't even noticed her daughter coming through the door. Megan looked around at her old room. Her posters of Disney Princesses had been torn from the walls. The curtains were shut over and dirtied up with unknown matter. Her dolls and stuffed animals were strewn all over the place in horrid fashions. Megan walked fully into the room. Her mum turned, looking ghastly and chalk white.
"Darling." Her thin voice strawled out. Megan shook her head. "Darling, come sit down" She offered, slowly moving her hand to wibe debris off of the space next to her on the bed. Megan shook her head again and decided to then kneel infront of her mum. She rubbed her mums thin, boney knee and started to cry.
"I'm going away for a few days, mummy." She sobbed. Megans mum took her thin, boney hand and rubbed the top of her daughters head. " I don't know when I'll be back to see you" Megan rested on her mums knee, tears flowing drastically.
"Where are you going?" Her mums strangled voice squeaked. Megan shuddered and sniffed before trying her best to talk.
"Los Angeles. My friends girlfriend got me a job out there. I'm really excited" Meg sobbed. Her mum 'shh-ed' her with his weak voice. "I got a boyfriend too" Megan cried into her mums clothes. Her mum nodded. "His name's Harry. I really like him, mum!" Megan wept. She tried to wipe her eyes without smudging her makeup. "Nana and Grandad really like him-" Megan started up again before a shadow took place at the door.
"Who the fuck are you?" Her dad boomed from the bedroom door. "Get out of my house!" He shouted at her.

Megan got up. "I'm Megan! You know me! You're my dad!" She screamed at him.
"I don't have a daughter! I have a wife!" He yelled at her. Megan picked up her bag from the grubby floor.
"I'm your little Megan! You used to walk me to school and take me to dancing!" Megan cried, "You've missed so much of my life! My prom! My thirteenth! My sixteenth! My awards night at the end of school! Me passing my driving test! My eighteenth! My boyfriend! He wants to meet you really badly and I'm the one having to cover up for you!" Megan wept hysterically in the middle of her old room, her mum looking at her estranged father. "I've told him that you are the best parents to walk this earth. And he believes me. I hate lying to him about you two!" Megan screamed. "Sorry- I have to go! I shouldn't of came" Megan wiped herself down and kicked over the small table at the side of the room which had their set on it. Her dad went balistic.
"That was ours until the end of the week!" HE yelled, pressing her against the wall.
"Too bad! Look at yourself! Look at the house! The house we used to live in, dad. It's a fucking state. It makes me sick" Megan spat at them both. "You can't take two steps without falling over fucking Cider bottles and crack!" Megan wept. Her dad loosened her grip and he scrambled to pick up the drugs from the floor. Megan didn't look back when she walked down the stairs and out the front door. She unlocked her car as fast as she could and she drove right to her Nanas house.
Someone's calling you!
Answer your phone!
Unless you don't like them
then you can just pretend that you didn't hear me.

Megan parked and answered her phone with trembling hands. Harry's picture lit up several times. She tried to make herself sound presentable.
"Harry!" She greeted. Harry sensed something was wrong.
"Are you OK?" He asked. Megan grabbed her bag and slammed her car door.
"Er, not really, no. Are you OK?" She laughed. Harry made a noise of uncertainty.
"I'm not bad- Is it nerves?" Harry queried. Megan nodded, partly lying.
"That one. Are we still meeting at your house at half eight?" Megan asked.
"Yeah- Megan... it's quarter to nine" Harry chuckled, "Been at the Gym?" He quizzed.
"Yes. My feet are killing me in these shoes" She told him. "Look, I'll be as quick as I can, OK?" Megan said.
"OK. Be quick. Niall's eating all our food" Harry said seriously making her laugh a little.
"Alright. I'll see you all soon." She ended the conversation with Harry and started another one before she went to get her cases and say goodbye to her grandparents. Beep. Beep. Beep. She tapped into her phone.

*Cue 'Titanium' in the background*
*Cue Slow Motion*
"Hello, emergency Services?" The kind voiced woman said from the other end of the phone.
"Hello, er, Police please?" Megan asked.
"What is your emergency?" A manlier voice asked. "What is your position?" He asked too.
"There is a Drugs Den in 14 Langsley Road in Crewe. I saw suspicious behaviour and saw the crack out in the garden when I went to see what was going on. I-I'm their old neighbour" Megan wept near the end. She had to rat out her parents. It was for their own good.
"And are you currently there right now?" The man asked.
"N-No." Megan admitted, "I-I had to leave." She said.
"Alright. We'll be on our way shortly, miss" The policeman said before hanging up. Megan sighed, closed her eyes and held her phone in her hand, proud of her heroic actions. She walked to the front door and put on a fake smile for her grandparents. They grinned back at her from the living room and her cases were down next to the stairs. Her grandparents gave her big hugs and kisses.
"We'll be watching for you, darling" Her grandfather said, walking her back out to the path. Her gym bag was still over her shoulder and her two large pink suitcases were dragging behind her. She gave them a final kiss and hug each before walking to Harry's house. "Love you!" They shouted.
"I love you too!" Megan turned and said to them before turning back and breaking down in tears. She walked though with her head held high. Megan just thought about the few weeks ahead. LA. Sunshine. Harry and the boys. Hanging about with Danielle in fancy American shops. It all left her mind when she saw Harry.
"Megan! You look really- Wow!" He said with a big smile. She stopped pulling her cases and took Harry's hand. "Megan? Where are we going?" Harry asked as Megan ran down the street she had just came from.
"You're meeting my Mum and Dad before they do." Megan said.
"Oh good!" Harry laughed as they approached the house quickly. The police station was about 10 miles out from where her mum and dads house so her and Harry had a little time. She unlocked the door again and Harry was overcame with the smell. He stumbled over the bottles and ashtrays and lighters. "Megan! Wh- Can you explain to me?" Harry pleaded. "Why are we in a grenade testing ground?" Harry asked. Megan openly cried as she brought him upstairs. It was too much for Harry to take in in such a short space of time.
"Don't hate me" She said, forcing the door of her old room open. "My mum and dad, Harry. Crack heads. Meth heads. Pot heads. Any kind of drug head you can think of- they've done it" She explained. Harry just stood stunned.
"I couldn't hate you" He whispered, "Not for this. It's not your fault" Harry said, taking small steps over to her mum. Her dad lay still against the wardrobe in the corner. Her mum still shook on the end of the bed. Harry tried his best to communicate. "Hi. I'm Harry" Harry smiled politely, kneeling before Megans mum. He held his hand out for a handshake and she took it. Harry laughed slightly and the sirens were heard. He looked up at Megan and she was halfway out the window. "It was really nice to meet you" Harry said with a smile. He stood up, retracted his hand and followed Megan out the window.

"They're really quiet" Harry whispered, jumping onto the grass. Megan brushed her knees down and nodded.
"That's what nine years of Crack does." Megan sighed. She had ran out of tears to cry. Harry brought her into a cuddle as the police swarmed around the house. "I phoned the Police! I couldn't bear it any longer!" She said into his chest.
"You done the right thing, Meg. Just think about it this way, no matter how long they're put away, they'll get clean. They'll get clean and healthy in prison. If you didn't phone the police- I really don't want to say it- they might of died in there in their state." Harry tried his best to make her feel better. He tried to sheild her ears from the struggles inside. There was agressive shouting. Swearing. Objects being thrown.
"I don't feel guilty. Am I meant to feel guilty?" Megan asked. Harry shook his head.
"No. You done the right thing. You shouldn't feel guilty. You saved their lives" Harry tightly held her against his chest, "Come on. Let's get you out of here." Harry took her hand and they walked away from the scene. Megan fixed her hair and wiped her face down when they stood outside Harry's mums house. "They don't have to know." Harry took hold of one of her cases and started to drag it inside.
"Megan!" The boys shouted from the kitchen when they walked in. She was bombarded with hugs and kisses on the cheek.
"You took your time to get here!" Danielle laughed, giving her a tight hug after the boys had let go of her, "I've been stuck with them and their fart jokes" Danielle smiled. Megan giggled and Liam took her other case into the hallway where the boys and Danielles cases were. "Are you excited?" Danielle asked.
"Unbelievably excited!" Megan grinned.
"Same. I got the email on my phone about what we have to wear. So, the plan is, the day after we land, me and you are going to buy it and then go to rehearsals. That's literally all we're going to do. Rehearse, rehearse, rehearse!" Danielle giggled.
"I just came back from rehearsing, rehearsing, rehearsing!" Megan smiled and Louis jumped in.
"What have you done to my girlfriend?" He laughed. Megan and Harry looked at him.
"My girlfriend, Louis. My girlfriend" Harry stated. Louis blushed and looked at the tiles on the floor.
"Sure" He sighed. Megan just looked at the other boys and tried not to laugh.
"So really, tonight, we're just going to tire ourselves out so we sleep on the plane going over there." Liam said, slicing MEgan a peice of pizza. Niall and Zayn laughed in the corner. They punched eachother to try and stop themselves. "Does everything have to be dirty with you pair?" Liam asked. They then burst out with healthy, loud laughter.
"You don't even know you're doing it!" Zayn punched his own stomach out of hysteria. Niall laughed louder.
"Doing it- Zayn, you are a legend!" Niall patted Zayns back, almost crying with laughter. Danielle put her head into her hands and Harry just shook his head.
"Three weeks with that right there in the corner. Three!" Louis pleaded with a sad voice. "I don't think I can do it"
"Well, you've made it nearly three years" Niall said inbetween laughter.

The new atmosphere lightened Megan up a bit. "I'm getting changed. These shoes are nearly killing me" Megan sighed. Danielle nodded.
"Same" Danielle chorused.
"Yeah, me too. I really have to change this shirt" Louis said, pushing himself from the counter just to have Liam push him back down. Liam ate his pizza, Niall and Zayn slowly calmed down and Harry just spoke to his sister.
"So, tell me little brother... Serious or not serious?" Gemma asked, putting her arm around Harry. Harry just looked at her with his eyebrows pulled together. "What? I want to know." Gemma defended.
"I-I think so. It's only been 5 months, Gem." Harry sighed, "I mean, we've met eachothers parents, erm, we know eachothers friends, she has a drawer of her stuff in my room and vice versa" Harry said calmly and quietly. Gemma nodded and posed two siple questions.
"Have you... Done it?" She asked. Harry looked at her and his cheeks went pink.
"What? W-Why do you want to know?" Harry asked.
"You've not, have you?" Gemma stated. Harry nodded.
"Have so, have so! At that Spa I took her to." Harry defended. Gemma squealed and tightly hugged her brother, "Cooties! Cooties! Sister cooties!" Harry wiped his cheek after she gave him a sisterly kiss. She tightly hugged him still and sighed.
"I'm proud, but there's something els-" Gemma started.
"We were safe! Just puttin' that out there" Harry jumped in before she had even finished her sentence. Gemma shook her head.
"No, not that. Have you said the word yet?" Gemma laughed. She smoothed down her brothers curls as he stood in silence with his arms crossed across his chest. "Harry? Have you?" Gemma asked. Harry shook his head and started to walk away before she pulled him back.
"No. I want to. I just really don't know when- I don't have the guts to even call her 'Babe', Gem" Harry admitted. Gemma rubbed his shoulder and the girls came back through the door in more comfy clothes. Pyjamma bottoms and slippers. Gemma nudged Harry before walking away. Megan brought two plates over to him. One for her and one for Harry.
"Strength. Long day tomorrow." Megan took the space next to him on the wall and they ate their pizza slices. "What time do we leave for the airport?" She asked the group who were stuffing their faces with the spread that Anne had laid out in the kitchen.
"Two. Flight's at seven. Five hours to run riot!" Zayn chuckled.
"Oop! Don't mind me. Just getting some tea" Anne strolled past everybody and shifted Niall out of the way of the kettle. The conversations had stopped when she walked in and everybody just ate in silence. "I can remember when Harry was a boy-" She started.
"Mum! They- Uh, they don't have to know about me... At all." Harry stated. Anne held up her hands and turned to the group. She sighted Megan and moved HArry out the way.
"Isn't she cute, though?" Anne grinned, wrapping her arm around Megans shoulder. Gemma laughed from the sofa in the other room. The other boys nodded and Harry just rubbed his face.
"Mum? Tea." Gemma said from the living room, "Leave Megan alone" Gemma laughed again. Anne held her hands up again before kissing Megans cheek and going back to the kettle.
"So, Harry... Swans" Louis said from the counter. Liam and Niall sniggered. "We, uh- We saw you and Megan got cornered by some Swans." He grinned into his plate.

Anne turned.
"You poor things! Did they hurt you?" She queried. Harry nodded.
"I lost a shirt. I liked that shirt. Gemma bought me that shirt." Harry pouted. Megan rubbed his bare arm with a chuckle.
"I now have a thing for swans. They're gorgeous" Zayn sighed, dreamily shaking his head. Niall punched him.
"MAN UP." He smiled. "Hey, Harry, I know she's your girlfriend and all, but..." Niall started, taking some papers out of his backpocket. "Why so many?" He chuckled. Harrys face fell and Niall handed the photgraphs of their trip away to the others.
"That's my stash... " Harry murmered quietly in shock.
"Oh, my God! I saw that corset and I just- I died. I loved it, can I borrow it sometime?" Danielle asked. Megan nodded with a bit smile. Everybody looked at the pictures of the ducks, Megan, Harry, Swans and peacocks.
"Why are you so cute?" Louis asked. Harry and Megan looked at him.
"What one?" They asked in sync. Harry and Megan looked at eachother. "You." They said in sync with smiles. "No. You." They said again in unison.
"I really think that when you guys Skype, you rehearse this whole 'in sync' thing." Zayn said with a chuckle, swapping pictures with Niall. Megan blushed as she was handed around a picture. It was the day before they left. Harry had his head stuck in his shirt which turned out to be her shirt. It was atleast four sizes too small for him. She laughed at him alot that day because it took ages to get it off. He then put it back on but with a bra underneath it. She later posted it on Twitter.
Harry held one in his hand. It was like a Tumblr edit. The contrast and brightness was high due to the sun and the colours were so vivid. It was Harry sitting on a stone Crocodile sculpture in the grass, acting like he had defeated it. His arms were up and he had his muscles showing. His teeth were showing as he 'grr-ed' at the camera.
"Yeah! I killed that" Harry laughed.
"It's stone." Niall chuckled.
"Yeah, stone cold dead" Harry smiled at Niall.