Hello my fellow 1D family! Welcome to 1Derland! (Clever, huh?)

Ahhaha, JK! Its me, back to make you read something that I wish would happen, but probably never will :D
Sound Like Fun? ;D

Oh... Sorry if i'm a little hyper, even in writing. I just had a bet of who could eat the most pixie-sticks with my friend. Childish? Yes. Fun? OH YEAH!

Anyway, Sorry for my rambling. Read on!

"I was walking, I don't know where or why. I soon came to a stop in the road, where someone was waiting. He had curly hair and beautiful green eyes. He wrapped his arms around my waist.

'I've been waiting for you.'

And with that, our lips met..."

"Alana. Alana. ALANA!" Brittany shouted, waking me from my daydream.

"... What?" I said, dangerously close to ripping her hair out.

"... LOUIS SAYS HI!" She giggled, while I sent her death glares. She was like a sister to me, but GOD!

It had been 3 days since Brittany and I met One Direction. Harry had been texting me non-stop, about going out. I think Louis and Brittany had exchanged over 1,000 texts by now. EACH.

"Oh! I just remembered, Harry invited us to hang out. You're going." She said, sending a smirk my way. I instantly felt my face heat up.

Brittany had been trying hard to get me a boyfriend, but ever since Darren, I don't think I want to date right now... But I knew she wouldn't stop until I went, so I ran upstairs to get dressed.

Quickly, grabbing red skinny jeans and a blue and white striped shirt with a red heart, I went to get my hair done. I straightened it and made it into a braid, while grabbing my white sneakers. Brittany had her hair curled into a side pony, with purple sundress with white leather jacket, and white flats. I instantly felt under-dressed.

"C'mon, silly! You look amazing!" She giggled, while grabbing my hand and running out. I felt my phone buzz.

Harry: Hey Beautiful

Alana: Hello Curly-Top! What do I owe the torture?

Harry: Where have you been all my life?

Alana: Hiding from YOU

Harry: C'mon, babe. Just ask me out.

Alana: Ok, GET OUT!

Harry: I can tell that you want meeee ;D

Alana: Yeah, I want you to LEAVE

Harry: Ouch, but it's ok, I forgive you :)

I didn't reply, as we were already at the coffee shop, where the boys were. I saw Louis face light up, when he saw us.

"ALANAA! BRITTANYYY!" He screamed, running towards us. None of the other boys seemed affected. They were probably used to it.

He hugged us, almost knocking Brittany to the ground. Then he saw my outfit.

"OMG! We match, Alana!" I felt my face burn up. He was wearing red jeans, striped shirt, and white toms.

I walked into the shop while Louis and Brittany went somewhere to talk. I quickly spotted the other boys and sat with them.

"Hey!" I said, hugging Liam. Secretly, he was my favorite because he was the most mature. I like him as a brother, though.

"No hug for me?" Harry pouted, coming towards me. I giggled and shook my head.

"Well.." He grabbed my waist and squeezed the life out me. Niall and Zayn were sitting, laughing. Yeah, don't bother to help me or anything, while I was getting hug-raped!

Harry released me, and I breathed a sigh.

"So.. what have you girls been up to?" Zayn asked, trying to start a conversation. We sat and talk, while Louis and Brittany were no-where in sight.

"Alana, we're going to look for them." Harry said, grabbing my hand.

"Alright." I agreed. We payed and walked out, leaving Zayn, Niall, and Liam to search the other side of the town.

"Well, they can't be far. The cars still here!" I realized Harry hadn't let go of my hand, and it looked like he wasn't going to anytime soon.

~*.*~

Harry:

We quickly walked around, and Alana hadn't protested me holding her hand. I smiled, walking down looking for Louis and Brittany. God, Where were they?

"Harry? Where would Louis go." I snapped out of my daydream.

"Well, know Lou... he would most likely be... THERE THEY ARE!" She scream-whispered the last part, not wanting the others to hear.

Well, we found them, but in the most awkward way. They were snogging MAJORLY, leaning on a car.

".. would NOT like to be that car." Alana whispered, and I agreed. Suddenly, I got an idea.

"Lets go take a picture, we can use it as blackmail!" Alana looked at me like I had grown an extra head, but agreed.

"Harry, just to warn you... Brittany will turn into the Devil when she gets mad. Its your funeral." I rolled my eyes, and snapped the photo.

~*.*~

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? GIMMIE THE PICTURE!" Screeched Brittany, jumping on me whilst trying to get the photo. God, this girl was a demon!

I quickly threw the photo at her, scrambling away from her. Brittany smiled satisfactorily, and tore up the photo.

Welll? How was it? :D

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~TrueDirectioner4