Beautiful, Sorrowful Remembrance (a One Direction fanfiction) -COMPLETE-

When 17 year old bestfriends Ellie Foster and Morgan Karr get Ellie's dads house to themselves for the summer, they expect it to be a summer just about them.
Soon, an unexpected visitor- or vistors- show up at her door.
Kisses are given, secrets are shared, hearts are broken, and friendships could be forever ruined.

Louis starts to move in on Ellie, while Liam lays back, wishing it was him.
Harry and Morgan obviously enjoy eachother, but is that enough to keep Zayn away?
And is there enough food in the house to hold Niall over? Or will he go completely bonkers?

Find out in Beautiful, Sorrowful Remembrance (a One Direction fanfiction) !



PS- the Niall part is a joke XD

RATED PG-15 TO R
(yes, I just created PG-15)

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1. Wake Up!

Ellie's POV.
I woke up to someone screaming at me. Morgan was running around my room, screaming, "WAKE UP ELLIE! ELLLLLLIE WAKE UP!" I rolled over and groaned. "Whaaaat." "IT'S FRIDAY! WE'RE GOING TO LONDON!" Morgan screamed. I sat up. "How did you get in my house?" Morgan laughed. "You really think I don't have a key?" She waved the silver key in my face. I tried to snatch it but she threw it up and caught it with the other hand. "Stealth." She winked. I laughed and swung my feet over the side of my bed and stood up, stretching my back. "Since you're already ready, you can make me breakfast." I winked back. "POPTART ALEMODE! ON IT CHEIF!" She saluted me and dashed down the stairs, stumbling quite a bit. I couldn't help but laugh at her as I opened my closet. I heard Morgan screaming from downstairs what kind of poptart I wanted. "ANYTHING." I yelled back, selecting my clothes. Ripped, black skinny jeans, a black vneck, and a red and black plaid shirt, unbuttoned. I looked in the mirror and chuckled. I did not look like a girl who loves 1D, that's for sure. I straightened my red hair that went down to the middle of my back. I applied makeup to myself, then opened my dark brown eyes to judge. "Wonderful." I said, pulling my black hat that looked exactly like the one Louis Tomlinson wore.

Morgan's POV
"Toastin' Ellie's poptart yeah yeah." I sang while dancing around Ellie's kitchen. We were going to London today! We were traveling from just inside the UK. It was a 4 hour train ride to London, but who cares! DING! The toaster popped, shooting the poptarts into the air and onto a plate. Her toaster was broken, so we had a target where you had to put your plate to catch the food. Just a little invention. "KARR! IM HUNGRY!" Ellie yelled. "RELAX YOUR CHOPS, FOSTER!" I screamed in response. Ellie just chucked. I poured two glasses of juice and brought the food and juice upstairs. I set the plate on the desk and started eating one of the poptarts. Ellie took one and fixed her makeup. "So what are we gonna do in London?!" I screeched. "Sleep. Cause I'm one tired motherfucker. It's gonna rain on our first night there. I suggest just taking the first week to relax. And remember. Whatever happens in London, must stay in London." She winked at me, and I winked back. We let out a chorus of giggles, then started dancing around to Ellie's iPhone music.
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