Undercover (ON HOLD)

A Princess in the making is very stressful work. Listening to her brother Clairissa goes on a break night out with him. She then wakes up in a strange place. She ventres through the city when she is attacked by a gangster. She flees for her life. She runs into a crowd of people and cameras, not careing about who might see her she keeps running, even worse security guards are chasing her, she's still running until she crashes into the body of a handsom young blonde boy. She changes her name to Clare and tries to find a way back to her home, but has to stay Undercover.

Dedicated to my best friend forever&always AKA: Clare.


5. The Band

"Clare," Niall repated. "It's a beautiful almost as beautiful as the one who owns it."

I blushed, Niall was everything I ever dreamt he would be.... Hey a Princess can have celebrity crushes to! But right now I'm not a Princess, I'm another commener, named Clare. This was my chance, it was my chance to go out into the world and find the guy, and prove to my mother that I need true love to be truly happy! The door van opened knocing me out of my little world of happiness.

"Uhh Niall, who's this?" I turn to look at the other 4 members of One Direction. It was Liam who asked the question.

"This is Clare, she came running down the red carpet and ran into me, whatever it was something happened to her because she did not expect to see me there," Niall said. Liam eyed me suspisiously and I turned away from him.

"What happened?" Harry asked.

"I-I was at a club, first I was dancing but when I opened my eyes I was in an alley way. I tried to find my way out and started walking through the alley, then a gangster with a knife started chasing me, then.." I paused "Josah." I whispered.

"What?" Zayn said.

"Nothing, then I ran into the street and saw a bunch of people there, so I went there to blend in. I was walking when I heard the gangsters voice, I screamed and I just ran, I didn't know where I was going, next thing I new was I ran into Niall Horan," I finished.

"Wow, neat story!" Harry said "tell it again!"

"I'm telling the truth!" I insited.

"I believe you," Niall said, "Now maybe we can get you home, where you from?"

"I live in England, in the palace," I said.

"In the palace?" The boys said at the same time.

Crap, what now, what now "I-I- I work for the Princess," I said quickly.

"Well were in the United States of America," Louis said in an offical voice.

What! How the hell did I get to the USA? I started crying.

"Hey," Niall said pulling me into a hug "I promise, that we'll get you home." I placed my forehead on his chest and continued to cry.

"I don't kow where I am, I have no clothes, no money," I continued " I'm lost, I'm uterly lost."

"Do you have a phone?" Niall asked "Maybe we can call your mum."

"No, my mother said that phones are to distracting and would keep me from my jobs," I said, damn it, did it again maybe they won't notice.

"Well I'll get you home but we have to finish our tour, when we're done I'll take you home," Niall promised.

"You don't have to I'll find a way home," I said.

"Nonsence! We can't leave you on the street especially after what just happened to you," Niall said.

"No really Niall I'll be fine," I insisted.

"No really Clare, I'll take care of you I'm not leeting you go out there alone," Niall said sternly.

"Niall..." I whined.

"I'm not taking no for an answer," Niall said.

"Ugh, fine," I said. Niall smiled with saticfaction and sat down. The other guys were in the car already and Louis started it up and went on driving.

"I just watched what happened between you and ovbiously you weren't lieing, I'm sorry for not believeing you," Harry whispered to me.

"That's okay, I probably would of been doubtful to if I was in your position," I said.

"Thanks Clare, you know what I really like you," Harry said.

"Thanks Harry," I said. Niall cleared his throat and Harry smiled "As a friend Mr. Jelousy," Harry said. What did he mean?

"So Clare, any friends, boyfriends?" Zayn asked.

"I two friends named Beffeny and Kaylla (wink, wink @Clare), and no I'm single my ex-boyfriend, Marcus broke up with me a month ago," Clare said.

"I'm sorry," Zayn said.

"It's ok, he was a jerk anyways, only liked me for my looks. Or so he said," Clare answered (I'm telling you it's true! @Clare). I looked down at my neckalace, why do I wear it anyways? Was it a coinsedent that I met Niall while wearing it, was he the one to take it off? Or is it just my fantasy? I twiddled with the silver heart.

I felt like someone was watching me so I looked up and saw Niall watching me, he turned away and I blushed. "Where'd you get it?" he asked breaking our awkward silence.

"Marcus gave it to me," I answered truthfully "I don't know why I still wear it, I guess I'm not ready to let go yet." I looked up at Niall "Or waiting for someone to help me let go." I looked away from him and continued fidilling with my heart.

"Tell us about yourself," Liam said.

"Excuse me?"

"Tell us about yourself, who's Clare?"

"I grew up in the palace," damn I suck at this! "My mother worked for the Princess before me, I grew up with Prince Harry-"

"Hey that's my name!" Harry yelled.

"Yes you have the same name as the Prince of England, to bad he's older so he can say you're named after him. Anyways I grew up with Prince Harry, Prince William and Princess Clairissa," whew! "My mother died a couple of months ago, leaving me in the care of Princess Clairissa, but it was fine since Clairissa and I are the same age and we grew up together so were closer than you might think."

"I'm sorry about your mum," Liam said.

"Don't feel sorry me, things happen you can either live with it and still be happy or hide from the world and be miserable for the rest of your life," I said.

"Clare there's something we should tell you," Niall said. "We're touring with another band, just thought yu might want to know."

"That's fine, I'm not going to get in your way, so if you need anything I'll be more then happy to help," I said.

The car came to a stop and all the guys got out so I followed, when I stepped outside I was consummed by screaming fans. I covered my ears it was so loud.

"How can you guys stand this?" I yelled.

"What?" Louis yelled back.

"How can you guys stand this?" I yelled again.

"Carrots?" Louis asked.

"What No!" I yelled.

"Okay then!" He picked me up bridel style and ran into the hotel lobby

"Hey Louis put her down!" Harry and Niall yelled at the same time. Louis kept running he ran all the way to their room when we got inside he shut the door behind him. He went to the fridge and gave me a package of carrots.


"You wanted carrots," he said.

"No I didn't," I said.

"Oh, well more for me," he said and took the bag away from me. I laughed and sat down on the couch with him. Harry, Niall, Liam and Zayn came running through the doors.

"How dare you!" Harry yelled.

"What?" I asked inoccently.

"Trying to steal Louis from me like that, that's crule woman, absalutly crule," Harry yelled.

"She didn't steal me Harry, she asked for carrots so I got her some," Louis said.

"Trying to subduce him first eh? You may got everyone fooled, but I'm onto you Clare," Harry said. I gave Niall a help me look.

Niall laughed "You'll get used to it, he's just kidding," he explained.

The door opened and a boy around their age came runnning through the door. "Hey guys Paul-" he paused and looked at me "Who's this?"

"This is Clare," Liam said "She's going to be touring with us." Liam told him about what happened.

"Oh you poor thing, I'm Jeremy by the ways," he said shakeing my hand "Would you like to meet the rest of my band?"

"Sure!" I said.

Jeremey led me through the halls of the hotel to their room. He opened the door and a boy stood there, he had brown eyes, that I would remeber from anywhere "Clare this is."

"Josah," I said.

"So you've met?" Jeremy asked.

"Yep, on a very nice evening indeed, what brings you to America," Josah asked.

"I don't know actually, how long as it been since we met?" I asked.

"Aproximatley 5 days," I almost fell, Jeremy held onto my shoulder to keep me steady.

"Josah who's there?" a fimiliar voice asked. A boy with short brown hair and brown eyes came out, he was tan, farely built and kind of short. Someone I thought I'd never see again.

"Clarissa?" He asked.

I looked down at my neckalace, why me? I silently yelled at the heavens. I looked back up at the boy "Hey Marcus...."



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