Love Me Or Not? - A One Direction Fan Fiction♥

Hello Lovely People :)

This is a One Direction Fan Fiction about a girl named Alex. It is my first Fan Fiction and I hope it will be good! Please, Please, leave comments and please give your honest oppinion! :) The first couple of chapters may be a bit boring but, trust me, it gets a lot better!


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Sometimes things are better left a mystery(:

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1. Meeting the boys--- Alex

~Authors Note~ If you find any mistakes in this please, please tell me and I will fix them ASAP! :) Please comment and tell me what you think, criticism is good! :)          

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          I got off the airplane that had taken me so far away from my home in America. I was glad to be so far away, because my life back home wasnt great. I had to practically raise myself. I learned not to trust anybody completely. No matter what, somehow somebody is going to hurt you.

          I was scared coming to London. I had never been outside of Pennsylvania, let alone America. I looked around the crowded airport, looking for Uncle Simon. He said he would be here when I got off. I guess he was running late. Just as I was about to sit down, I got a text. It was from Uncle Simon. I quickly opened my phone "I cant make it to the airport, but Louis has agreed to pick you up. He will be there shortlty." I had heard the name Louis come up a few times with my uncle, but I never really knew how they knew each other or anything else but his name. Luckily, my uncle was smart enough to send a picture of the boy along with the text, so I had some idea who was picking me up. I looked down at the picture, a boy with brown hair and beautiful blue eyes. He was very attractive, I had to admit, and now I knew how Uncle Simon knew him. He was from that band that had been annoying me for the past year. My friend, Amy, had been obsessing over them ever since she found out they exsited. She didnt know Simon was my mom's brother or she wouldve freaked.          

          My Uncle Simon agreed to rent me a flat so I could stay in London for awhile, until everything with my parents was sorted out. You see, my parents arent the best. They drink and do drugs and sometimes they hurt each other. Finally, the police have caught them and they are in prison, waiting for their court hearing. I won't have to worry about being hurt by them anymore. The court has agreed to let me move away for awhile, since they think I need to get away. In my eyes, they may have made my life 100 times better! I could finally start over and maybe get some real friends. Amy was a friend, but she wasnt around often, due to her parents' traveling.

    "Alex?" I heard to my left. I turned to face the tall boy who called my name. I smiled politely at him, recognizing his face from the picture Uncle Simon had sent to me. 'Oh no, what am I going to do?' I thought to myself. 'Just pretend you know nothing about him.' I decided, so it wouldnt cause problems about how I didnt like the band he was in. 

    "That would be me! Louis, right?" I asked, making sure he was the right person.

    "Yes, nice to meet you Alex." He said warmly. "Do you need help with your bags?" He offered. I couldnt lie, I really needed some help.

    "Actually that would be great." I smiled, still nervous about him knowing I didnt like him. Just because I didnt like him didnt mean he had to know and be upset. After all, he is a person too.

          We split the bags evenly and headed to the exit. Before we got out, he pulled his hood up and put some big sunglasses on. I asked no questions, knowing he didnt want to be recognized. He led me to the car and we piled my bags in. We got into the black car with tinted windows, him driving of course. I looked at the interior of the car and noticed the drivers side and the passangers side were reversed. I had heard about that before I came.

   "So, are you a fan?" Louis asked, trying to make conversation. He couldnt have asked a worse question.

   "Umm.. I wouldnt really say I was a fan. I mean you guys are cool, but..." I trailed off, not knowing how to say that they annoy the shit out of me.

   "Oh." Louis said. I could tell he wasnt really expecting that answer. He put on a happy face. "Well we all have our oppinions!" He said politely. I smiled at how nice he was being... Or was it just because I was Simon's niece? I decided it didnt matter right now.

   "So what bands do you like?" He asked, not taking his eyes off the road.

   "Well, I dont like any bands in particular, just songs." I answered truthfully. I noticed the atmosphere was a bit more awkward since I told him I didnt like his band. At least he was trying to be civil.

   "Cool." He answered and turned on the radio. "Mind if we listen for a bit?" He asked. Somehow, I had the feeling even if I said no, he would keep it on.

   "Sure, I dont mind." I replied, glad to stop talking. I liked to keep to myself a lot and I usually didnt talk to people. I was pretty socially awkward until you got to know me, and I decided I could trust you a little bit.

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          After a long car ride of listening and singing to the radio, I decided Louis wasnt all that bad. He was a nice person. I could tell because of the way he tried to keep the conversation going and smiling when I told him I didnt exactly love his band. He even complimented me on my singing, which came as a shock to me, since I hated my singing voice. We got out of the car and began to unload my bags and carry them into the flat that was going to be mine. We walked into the cute little flat. It had white carpeting and sandy colored walls. The furnature (which I could tell Uncle Simon picked out) Were mostly black and white, with a little red thrown in as well. All in all, it was pretty nice. When Simon saw Louis and I walk in he greeted me with a big hug.

   "Its good to see you, Alex!" He said smiling. We hadnt seen each other for almost a year and we got along quite well.

   "Its good to see you too!" I said, returning the hug. Then, I noticed four boys standing in my flat. 'Who the hell are these boys?' I thought as I examined them over my uncles shoulder. One had blonde hair and a cute smile with intense blue eyes, the one standing next to him had light brown hair that was straight but flipped at the ends, the one next to him was smiling cheekily and had curly dark brown hair and pretty green eyes, the next boy had black hair and dark skin with mysterious bown eyes. They were all very attractive. Of course, I wouldnt admit that to anybody because these were the boys that were everywhere. These were the boys in One Direction.

  

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