Are You The One?

This story unfolds about a girl name Mackenzie that moves to a private school. She met these 5 unbelievably cute guys that were called One Direction. The leader of the group, Harry Styles, was the meanest of them all and would "bully" Mackenzie. She soon get to know these boys and gets close to one of them. When she first met them, Niall was the one who caught her eyes first. As the story continues, she soon realizes "Is he really the one?"...


10. Jerk

Mackenzie's POV:

   "Niall, what's going on?" I asked him, giving him a stern look. "Nobody likes you Mackenzie. You're just a worthless piece of trash that nobody wants to pick up. I should have never stopped by at your house and talk to you. Now leave PCA and never come back.” he responded in such a cold way. He turned around and went to Perrie, kissing her passionately. I could feel the tears swelling up. Maybe he's right. I am ugly and nobody likes me. Why else would they bully me? I guess I should leave PCA. I ran home crying my eyes out but then I suddenly felt someone shaking me. 

   I came to realize that it was only a dream; thank god it was just a dream. “Morning Mackenzie!! I wanted to stop by and say hi to you." El said, enthusiastically. "Morning El" I said, half awake. "So how you feeling? Are you alright? Do you feel better?" she asked. It was only 6 in the morning and I already start off my day with El asking me such random questions. "Uh yeah I'm fine." "Are you sure? You don't look like it." "I'm positively sure that I'm fine. Anyways, we made up. He came over to my house last night and talked to me about it." "Oh…that’s great! Well get ready. We're leaving in about 30 minutes." I got up, walked over to my bathroom, and did all those things that I usually do in the morning. After I put on my uniform, I went downstairs and heard voices...boy voices. I saw that One Direction was here except for Harry. Ever since I came to PCA, he's been giving me dirty looks  whenever I wanted to hang out with them. I shook my mind off of Harry and went in the kitchen to see the boys talking to my dad and Eleanor talking to my mom. "GOOOOOODD MOOORRRNNIIINNNGG MACKENZIEEE" Louis screamed. "GOOOOOOOD MMOOORRRNNIIINNGGG LOOUIISSS" I screamed back, we giggled. "Good morning sweetie, want some pancakes?" my mom asked. "Yeah sure, later though" I responded. "Well, you better get one now or else Niall will eat the whole thing." "This is! What's your secret Mrs. Robins?" he exclaimed. "Can't tell. It's a secret" my mom chuckled. "You guys should leave now. School is starting in about 10 minutes" my dad informed. "Oh shoot!" we said in unison.

We got to school just in time before the bell rang. 

 3 long, boring hours had passed and it was lunchtime, my favorite time of the day. The cafeteria was serving so many delicious foods that I didn't know which one to choose. I soon realize that I don't see the boys or Eleanor or even Danielle. I guess I'm eating lunch by myself today. As I was looking around for a table, I saw a girl sitting all by herself. Hmm…what the heck, might as well make a new friend today? I started to approach to her. Her face lit up when she saw me. "Hi! Is anyone sitting here?" I asked. "Uh no. Please, sit." she smiled. In return, I gave her a smile too. "I'm Mackenzie by the way!" "Hi! I'm Abigail." she responded "Abigail...I recognize that name..." "I'm Abigail...from French class?" "Oh yeah! Haha sorry." "It's alright" I guess I somehow made a new friend because we talked and talked nonstop. We even forgot that we were hungry. 

  Next period doesn't start til’ 2 and right now, it was 1:30 P.M. Me and Abigail got ice cream and walked around the school, chattering away. Somehow, Abigail tripped and fell. Her ice cream fell down with her but instead of hitting onto the ground, it landed on someone's shoe. We looked up and saw it was ...Harry Styles.

  "I-I'm sorry..." Abigail mumbled. Harry didn't look mad but if you look into his eyes really closely, he was really mad. "Oh. You’re sorry? How so? Saying sorry isn't going to fix these shoes. These cost a lot and it’s hand-made." "I'll pay you back. I'm really sorry Harry..." she muttered. I could see tears were forming in her eyes. "Prove to me that you're sorry." "H-How...?" "By licking it." What? What did he JUST said? Oh hell to the no. Nobody is going to lick his dirty, rotten shoe. "Excuse me? Why are you making her lick your shoe? She said she’d pay you back." I growled. "Well, she ruined my shoes. It's a punishment for what she did." "Listen Mr. International Pop star, she's my friend. Stop being a jerk and forgive her already. It's not like she meant to do it purposely. It was an accident. Get. Over. It." I snarled. This boy is such a pain. No matter how good-looking he is; he is such a jerk! "Alright. If you're a good friend to her then...lick it for her." Wait what? What? Am I hearing right? Did he give me an order to lick his shoe? I didn't know what to say. I gulped, kneeled down, and was down to his shoe when I got my pride back together. I got up and smudged my ice cream right into his face. "Wha? What did you JUST do to me? Little punk. Look at me! I'm covered in sticky ice cream!" "Well Karma could be a bitch. Come on, lets go Abigail." I walked away with a smirk on my face. I felt so satisfied. 


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