My Life with One Direction

Brielle Miller was a normal girl, until she heard about her mother being One Direction's stylist, they turn her world upside down. But can she deal with five crazy teenage boys, filling her up wih feelings and romance?


4. Morning before the Concert.

I eventually wake up to the boys shouting. "SHUT UP! PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEEP!!!" I yell as loud as possible. I get that they heard me because they shut up. I drift back asleep. Only a couple minutes later.. I wake up to 5 boys singing What Makes You Beautiful without trying. I throw a pillow at them. Harry falls down and brings down Louis, who brings down, Liam, then Zayn, then Niall. "Dorks." I say, getting up on the oppisite side. I shoo them out and throw on a dark blue shirt with jeans, and a pair of Osiris's. I walk out with my natrual face, and hair. I decide to annoy Katie, so I walk into her room. I scream: GET UP YOU LAZY ASS! YOUR BOYFRIENDS ARE OUT THERE! I wind up getting a slap in the face, and she gets a pillow in the face. "STOP STRUGGLING. IT'LL BE OVER SOON!" I say. The boys rush in pushing me over and saving Katie. "Your a bitch." She tells me. "I love you." I say. The boys laugh. Harry helps me up. Our eyes meet and I freeze. OH MY GOD. Why is he so seductive, even when he's not trying? We both look away when everyone 'Ooooohs'. Jesus. Help me. I'm stopped by Louis with his regular cocky smile. " You like Hazza. Don't you Ella?" Ella? The hell? "Yeah.. Did you read my mind?" I ask. "Nope. Your body language. You get really nervous, and your eyes sparkle." He tells me. Louis scares the crap out of me sometimes. "Yes Mr. Carrot. I like Harry. It's not like he likes me." I say. "He does."He says. "What are you talking about?" I ask. "Remember that cup incident last night?" He asks. "Yes." I say. "He sang like a canary. He really likes you, Miss Carrot." he tells me. Miss Carrot? I don't even like carrots. They taste good, but they are kind of starchy to me. "Excuse me Mr. Carrot." I say, walking past him and patting his head. Katie glares at me. I stand there, putting all my weight on my left leg. "Stop being a baby and hug me." I say. She runs up to me and hugs me. "I'm getting you back tonight." She reassures me. "I'm sure you will." I say patting her back, signiling that she can get off. Paul comes in. "It's time to go boys." Says Paul, letting them know that they have to go on stage. Me and Katie give them a good luck hug for them to go on. Louis whispers in my ear: "He's excited to hug you!" I roll my eyes. And Harry hugs me the longest. "Good luck buddy." I say. "Thanks love." He says. Butterflies explode. Grr. I hate this feeling.







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