If I'm Louder Would You See Me?

I'm just a 16-year-old, Canadian girl who loves to sing. How do I get noticed?.... no clue. I started with Facebook and Twitter, but nothing seemed to work. Then I tried YouTube.. Little did I know, one silly video of me singing 'What Makes You Beautiful" Get's me in contact with some pretty special lads .. (:
When Sammy and her friend is invited to go spend the month of July in London, she isn't very thrilled. She always thought One Direction was just a group of immature boys. But when sparks fly between Sam and a member of the band, her opinion might just be.. completely flipped. Or will it?

"Sam, about last night..."
"Don't even worry about it, you don't need to tell me. I love you. I trust you."

I'm looking at this boy knowing that he's the one. The way he holds me. The way he understands when nobody else does. I love him more than words can describe. He is my one and only; nothing could change that.

Suddenly he looks up, to my suprise I'm met by two drowning green eyes



5. The Greeting

Sammy’s POV


“I can’t believe you did this to me! You fucking suck.” I said to her as I pack my bag.

“It was Harry FUCKING Styles! He’s gorgeous; I couldn’t help it.” She said.

Lea has had a bit of a difficult life. She’s always been quite independent girl, but ever since she’s lost her virginity tragically, she has been very distant and reserved. She had sex for the first time with her boyfriend and then the very next day, he dumped her. I felt so upset for her. She hasn’t been the same since, so I’m hoping this trip will bring her back. That is the only reason I’m going; for her.

* * *

We arrived at the airport and I said bye to my mom and dad and walked into the sitting area with Lea. I decided because we were going to be on a plane for a  l o n g  time, to wear grey sweat pants, an over sized hoodie and converse. But Lea looked awesome, wearing a white tank tucked into her red skinny jeans and sparkly black suspenders. I knew what she was doing, trying to impress Louis. Louis was always her all time favorite member on One Direction. She said it was something about his smirk that made her melt. Her hair was half up and half down, straightened. Meanwhile, mine was in a high messy bun.

The flight was sooo boring. I took a nap, read, texted, took another nap, and even convinced the flight attendant to let me play my guitar. The plane landed and I was exhausted. It was boiling in London so I quickly ran into a washroom and changed into a short sundress. So yes I was wearing a sundress and converse, deal with it. Then we pulled out our luggage from the rotating thingy.

Suddenly I hear my name being called and I whipped around to see five 18-20 year old boys signaling us to come over. We grabbed our bags and made our way over to the expensively dressed boys. All the boys approached us and started to introduce themselves.

“Hi, I’m Niall,” said a blond boy shaking my hand. Then it was Liam and Louis.

“Hey, umm... I’m Zayn,” He said looking shy. He had glistening brown eyes and dark thick eye lashes. I already knew who he was before he spoke. I’d always appreciated Zayn, as a member of One Direction because you’d never see him in the middle of a scandal and he just seemed so mellow. I liked that. I liked him.

“Hey, I’m Sammy. But you can call me Sam,” I said gently.

“Nice to meet you Sam,” he said walking off. I melted. Suddenly someone slid into Zayn’s spot, and I was met by an intense pair of green eyes.

“Hey. I’m Harry Styles, we talked on the phone?” He smirked.

“I remember,” I said, kinda rudely. He reached out his hand and I mine fell into  his, he gripped my hand and pulled me so that our faces were inches apart, and then whispered,

“Nice shoes... Sammy James,” he pulled away flashing his dimples and I think he might have caught me rolling my eyes.


Lea’s POV


Oh my god, we are meeting the boys!! This is crazy. They are so hot, especially Louis. Ahh.. I’m in a dream.

“Hey, I’m Louis!” he said as he grabbed my waist.

“I’m Lea,” I said blushing.

“Well Lea, I’d like to let you know that the boys and I have a rule in this house,” he said mysteriously.

“Oh yeah... And what’s that?” I asked.

“I get dibs on all girls who wear stripes, suspenders or red pants. And you very close to perfectly matching up, so I guess you stuck with me.” He said proud of himself.


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