That Romance in Summer `09

It is just a old, boring life for Rosa... Until she sprints through the streets of London, directing a very famous band to her flat to hide. She thought it was just for a while.. But then, they end up living with her. Life isn't what it seems to be, trust me...

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1. New Beginnings

Rosa's P.O.V

"Um, Rosa.. We're going back to London, something's come up..'', I heard my Father say to me down the phone.

''But, you know what happened there.. I can't ever go near Goats EVER again!!!", I exclaimed.

''You'll be alright, pigeon.'', My Father, Paul, reassured me. I thought to myself all my worries, all these years.. Would come to me, at last. Oh, God! I can't cope. This is terrible.. As tears streamed down my face, I realized that my Dad was still listening over the phone that I held in the palm of my right hand.

''Buttercup? You still there?!!'' ''Uh, yeah.. Forgot you were still on the phone'', I confessed. ''Ha, you're just like your mother.. When she still alive. But forget about that, Darling. Meet me at the station at 3, alright?", My Dad asked. ''O- Okay, then'', I stuttered. Dad hung up. 

I glanced over a the clock. I had 15 minutes!!! I was still in my Pyjamas and my hair was a mess... I rushed into my room and threw on a pair of skinny jeans and a "Vaz Happenin'?!!" T-shirt. I brushed my hair in a rush and then I ran into the bathroom to brush my teeth with my One Direction toothbrush. I sprinted downstairs and slipped into my comfy Ugg boots. Then I ran down to he station, and saw my Dad. 

"Come on, we'll miss our Train!", My Dad yelled, dragging me b my arm and escorted ourselves into the Train. We didn't have to pay because me uncle happened to be driving the Train. I got my phone out, along with my headphones and plugged them in to listen to some music. My Dad peered over my shoulder to see what I was listening to. That was 'Little Things', the beautiful song sung by the magnificent, handsome lads known as 'One Direction'.

Paul's P.O.V

"I didn't know you liked them..'', I stared a my daughter's pale face. ''Well, that's because you're never around to see me'', Rosa muttered. Rosa flinched for a second, then gasped. ''Dad, I don't mean to be like this...'', She cried. ''It's Okay, Darling. I'm sorry, I just get o caught up in my work.'', I apologized. She nodded. 

 For 4 and a half hours, she listened to music and I read some books. It was a painfully, long journey. But soon, we had arrived in London. 

I grabbed my daughter's hand and ran all the way to Abbey Road, number 5, to be exact. My daughter, Rosa, had a (what she calls, but I've never heard of) fan girl attack. ''What's wrong?'', I of confused. Rosa replied ''This is Abbey Road! Didn't the Beatles come here?!!". I gasped. ''Oh yeah, they did'', I smiled. She jumped up and down in excitement. I laughed and approached the door to turn he key in, in order to get in the house. 

As I turned the key, I heard a scream. It wasn't a normal scream, it was Rosa's. I turned around, and I saw a drunken boy hold her and throw her against the wall of the house. I grabbed his wrist and spun him around several times, until he threw up. The boy got up and ran away. Rosa looked impressed, yet amused. I knew it, because at that point she giggled. I opened the door and we walked through it. Rosa gasped in amazement. It was a very beautiful, modern house. We loved it. She ran upstairs and screeched ''I get the big bedroom, this time''. ''Okay, you are so childish..'', I laughed. She hopped back downstairs and simply asked ''What's for Tea?". I shrugged. ''What do you want for tea?", I questioned her. ''I want Soup..'', she answered. ''Lentils?", I offered, since she was a vegetarian. She nodded, then skipped over to the sofa.

''I need to go shopping..'', I moaned. ''I AM COMING!!!", Rosa boomed. We left and ran into a shopping center. I gave her a key, just in case.

I wandered through to the Greens shop, she waited outside. I don't know why, though.

Rosa's P.O.V

I was so bored, it Came to organizing the keys on my chain. Then I saw 5 boys walking over to hide. Wait.. They are 1D!! 

Harry looked at me and explained that fans were after them. Louis wondered if I could lead him to my house. I agreed. I gestured them to follow me. I ran into the wall of my house, then approached the door and opened it. We all ran inside.

''Thanks'', Niall whispered, as he was out of breath. I fangirled. I was so ecstatic. I couldn't talk to them, they were my heroes. Louis smirked ''Good impression of Niall''. I finally spoke. ''No, I wasn't.. Excuse me. I need to nip to the toilet.'', I lied. I ran into the bathroom and screamed. At that time, my father phoned me. I answered. ''Where are you?", he pondered. I muttered ''At the house.. With 1D!!!!". He hung up. I waltzed out of the bathroom.

Next thing I know I saw One Direction hiding behind my sofa!!! ''What's wrong, One Direction?!!", I grinned. There was a knock on the door. I looked through the window, it was my Dad. ''It's not a fan, just my Dad.'', I chuckled. I opened the door and let him in, as it was HIS house, not just mine. ''You were being serious?", My dad gasped. I nodded. ''Hello'', All the boys bellowed at once. I jumped, along with my Father. ''Hi, err.. One Direction'', I swallowed. ''I'm Harry''. ''I'm Louis''. ''I'm Niall''. ''I'm Zayn''. ''And I'm Liam''. ''I know.. So, shall we call you by your names?", I murmured. They nodded in agreement. I smiled. ''Please can they stay, Just for the night?!!'', I begged. He gave up. ''I guess'', he sighed. I fangirled, again. 

Were One Direction actually gonna sleep around in my house?!! Oh My Lord... My heroes. In my house. Sleepover. 

A/N: I'll continue later, Sorry if you didn't like this part. 

 

 

 

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