One Direction: Blue Velvet

'Blue Velvet' is a romantical, magical yet comedy-like fanfiction about a young adult named Lana of age 18 who is forced to live on the streetes after her mother and fathers death. One Direction ages 18-20 year old bandmemebers known for their interactions with fans, hilarious dances, quotes but also their touching music. When all of the 6 different lives come together. everything changes. From laughing, to sobbing, to other unknown emotions this is an enlighting story that will grasp the readers attention.


4. Beauty and A Beater


The minute he raised his hand, I was scared. I mean how could Harry do that? I was a girl, he was a guy. My heart seemed to leap out of my chest once he did that and since that minute, that day, I haven't once came close to him.

"Hungry yet?" Zayn asked while stirring the mixture of eggs.

"N-no." I replied and looked over his shoulder, interested in his action.

"You sure, I'm making a nice brea-"

"Can I try?" I motioned towards the beater enveloped in his hands.

He looked confused at first but then nodded in allowance. Zayn passed me the beater and watched over my shoulder.

"I'll be upstairs, If you need anything, I'm here." He made his way towards the stairs before yelling, "Louis will be down in a sec!" 
"Okay." My voice barley audible.

Louis POV:

Any moment Eleanor would be arriving. Part of me was excited, the other part scared. Eleanor had trust issues, reason being she didn't want me to hang out with other girls. I guess she felt they would take me away from her, but still after our long months of dating I haven't gained her trust. 

I sighed inwardly while cleaning up the room Lana stayed in. Lana had taken over my room ever since I brought her. I mean, it was tough handling her, she acts like a kid. Right now, since El would be here, I felt Lana has been overstaying. I know I know, 'Louis you brought her here!'

Little did I know she was a 'baby'. She was a really neat person, yeah right. She was worst then Harry. Her clothes were always scattered everywhere, undergarments and all. But she managed to keep herself tidy, surprisingly.

I heard a knock on the door, making me turn around.

"Oh hey, Zayn." I sighed.

"What's wrong, mate?" He asked worryingly.

"Lana, she's what's wrong." I replied angrily.

"Well mate, you did invite her here, and if you feeling she's overstaying, that's kind of your fault."

"How was it my fault? I was trying the help a homeless person! Being the kind person I am I tried to help someone from my home. And you know what, Zayn? It's not working out, she needs to go! Adios! Bye bye, farewell! She needs to go!"

"Calm down!" Zayn grabbed me and pulled me against the wall. I realized I had been scattering my items instead of cleaning.

"Calm.." He waved his hand in front of my face.

Another voice erupted.

"If you didn't want me here, Lou, you could have  just told me."

"Lana, no. I do want you here." I looked up, her face shown of pain.

She wrapped her arms around her petite waist and shook her head. "No you don't."

I got up, trying to hug her but she pushed me away. "I've  been your charity case for over a week now, Louis. And I think it's time it needs to stop."

"Listen to me, Lana" I gripped her arm tightly. "I-I don't want you to go.  You mean more than you really think. You're an addition to the family and we all love you." By now the group of boys minus Harry were nodding there heads. I couldn't help but notice the smirk on Harry's face when I said she wanted to leave.

Cruel boy.

"Yeah." There voices said agreeing to my statement.

"I-I don't know, sure." She smiled with her teeth showing making me smile.

A ding from the door interrupted our friendly glares. 




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