Summer Vacation (One Direction)

Audrey Dawson has been told the same thing for as long as she can remember. "You're too good, Audrey. You could never do anything bad."
At the end of senior year, she's finally heard it one too many times. Audrey doesn't want to be known as the goodie girl anymore. So she makes a decision to run away to London for the summer, alongside her two best friends, Bree and Destiny. What happens when Audrey's firt act of rebellion leads to more and more trouble? Especially when you throw a group of pop stars into the mix?


3. One Direction

"I know this is a lot to handle. I feel like a total idiot right now." I sighed.

"Ya, it doesn't sound like the smartest plan." Louis agreed.

I rolled my eyes and sipped at my coffee. The three of us were sitting on a park bench. We had just got coffee, and I had also just explained my situation. No hotel, no bags, lost friends, no way home. I am such an idiot.

"Well, there's my sob story. I'm pathetic, aren't I?" I sighed.

"You're not pathetic. You just hit a bump in the road." Harry said.

I looked up at him sadly, and suddenly noticed a hideous black eye.

"Oh my god! Harry, your eye! Aw, man, this is all my fault!" I groaned, lightly brushing my thumb under his bruised eye.

"Hey, it's not your fault." he shrugged, "I'm fine."

"No you're not!" I protested.

"Ya, I am. And I'm also glad I did something." Harry assured me.

I reluctantly nodded, and sat back down in my seat.

"Well, you seem like a pretty cool girl, Audrey. Do you need any help finding your friends?" Louis asked.

"Of course I do, but I can't ask you guys of that. We just met, and you guys don't even know me."

"Well, that doesn't mean we can't help you out." Louis pointed out. I sighed, and nodded thankfully.

"Let's go back to my apartment, and you can try calling them." Harry suggested.

We all agreed on this, and Harry lead the way. When we got to the apartment, I was surprised to see two girls with One Direction t shirts staring up at the building. Bree and Destiny are both big fans of the band, but I've never listened to their music. I bet I couldn't even recognize Harry Styles if he was standing right in front of me.

"Crap." Harry muttered when he saw the girls. Him and Louis ducked their heads low, and hurried into the lobby.

The two girls suddenly screamed, "HARRY STYLES!!!" causing me to jump back between the two boys.

"What in bloody hell was that?" I asked in shock once we were in the elevator.

"One Direction fans." Louis said.

"No shit, Sherlock." I snapped, "I mean, what are they DOING here?"

"I'm guessing you're not a fan?" Louis stated while Harry unlocked the door.

"Of who? One Direction? I'm ignorant to them. All I know is a couple names. My friends are big fans, but I don't really know them myself. Why?"

"Um, no reason?" Louis tried, but his lie was weak.

Harry opened the door and groaned, "Louis, just tell her!"

"Tell me what?" I demanded. The boys lead me over to the couch, and had me sit down. I raised an eyebrow at both of them.

"We can trust you, right?" Harry asked.

"Um, you guys are picking me up off the streets of London and helping me out. I think trust is the least I can give you." I laughed.

Harry smiled, "Well, Audrey...I'm Harry Styles."
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