My Hero

17 year old Molly lives in Seattle, Washington.She's not a very popular girl and she gets bullied... A lot. Her parents got divorced when she was 5 and now she lives with her dad. She has a little sister too. Her name is Ella, and she is 7. Oh and one more thing, she hates One Direction, but one day, she goes to Walmart and sees them. Molly gets caught in the Directioner mob and gets saved by One Direction. What will happen next?

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2. Chapter 2

 

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"Well, well. If it isn't the freak and the freakier." Angi laughed in my face with the rest of her devil crew.

"It's nice to see you too Angi." I said sarcastically. Angi glared but quickly smirked as she said,

"Well doesn't someone have an attitude." Angi and her friends laughed and walked away. God I hated her.

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The rest of the school day went fine. Nothing more than the usual boring classes. When I got home I just crawled into bed, too tired to stay awake.

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Niall's P.O.V.

"Nialler! It's time to leave!" 

I groan. This bed is to comfty. I'm to tired to get up.

"Niall! We have FOOD!"

I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs, not caring that all I had on were boxers. All the boys were there, including Eleanor, Danielle, and Perrie.

"Where's the food?" I said. Everyone looked up at me, trying to hide their laughter. They failed.

"Calm down Niall." Liam said, laughing.

"First, go upstairs and put some clothes on."

I looked down and finally seemed to realize that all I had on were boxers. My face turned beet red as I ran back upstairs to put some clothes on. I pun on a white tshirt, black jeans, and some white supras. On my way out I grabbed my favorite OBEY snapback.

"Hey, Where are we going?" I asked the boys.

"Management wants us." Zayn says.

Great. Management. This was going to be a long day.


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Sorry this chapter is so short. I have writers block. please give me some suggestions on what to do. Who am I even apologizing to? No one is reading this *sigh* oh well. Don't know when I'll update

                                                                                                                          -Molly

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