Forbidden Love

Alana grew up in a military family in California. She finished high school early at 16 years old and went through schooling to be a body guard. She is one of few female body guards. When she aplies for a job as a body guard for a popular boy band that she has never heard of before, One Direction. She develops feelings for Louis that she doesn't want to adress. But is her will power strong enough to keep her feelings hidden from him and everyone else?


1. Stranded british boys

Alana's P.O.V.

I was driving down the highway when I see a broken down black S.U.V. on the side of the road. I don't have much time to spare, but I should help them. I pull over and step out of my car. There are five skinny young men standing off to the side of the road raising there phone in the air obviously looking for cell phone service. There are also two larger men dressed in black standing at the hood of the open hood of the vehicle. "Hello. Did your car break down?", I ask one of the the men in all black. "Yes, we can't figure out what is wrong with it. Are you any good with vehicles?", one of the men asks. "No, and you wont find any cell phone service out here.", I say to the five men that are going all Lion King on their phones. They all put there phones down quickly. No one says anything. "Where are all of you headed?", I ask. "Were going to L.A.", says the boy with really curly brown hair. "I am too. My vehicle is big enough if you want a ride. But we will have to hurry, I have a job interview really soon.", I say. The two men in black look at me skeptically and say, "Sure. Come on boys, lets go." I walk to my car and get in. Luckily I have one of the biggest vehicles that they sell, so everyone fit.


The boy with red skinny jeans sits in the passenger seat. I look up and he has brown hair and green eyes. He smiles and says, "Hello. My name is Louis. What's your name, love?" He has an obvious british accent. "Alana. My name is Alana Jackson.", I say. "Can I call you Ally?", he asks. "No. It sounds too girly.", I say bluntly. I can hear the guys in the back seat laugh. "Do you have something against being feminine?", he asks. "No. I grew up in a military family. I'm an all business type of person. In order to stay business like I don't allow people to call me by a nickname.", I say blankly. Nobody says anything. "Well thats no fun. You must not have very much fun.", he says. "I do but only on certain occasions and when I am with people I completely trust. Those people have to work hard to gain my trust.", I say. "Wow. I bet you haven't had all that many boyfriends.", he says. God, why is he asking this stuff? Most people shut up by time I give them rude and/or blunt reply.  "No. It's none of your business anyway.", I say. "That's your problem then.", he says. "What?", I ask. "You haven't had sex. Your a frustrated person because of it.", he says matter-of-factly. All of the guys in the back laugh. "Excuse me?!",  I ask. "You heard me.", he says teasingly. "Wow. And how exactly would you know this?", I ask sassily. "You need to shag someone.", he says not answering my question. "Oh my god. I guess you are british. In America that's not how we would say that.", I say. "Well that's what I say. Do you like my accent, love?", he asks. I don't say anything. "Admit it, you find my accent sexy.", he says with a laugh. "No. I have nothing to admit to.", I say. "Oh yes you do. You find it sexy and you know it.", he says with a huge smirk on his face. "Wipe that smirk off your face and if I say yes will you shut up?", I ask. "Maybe. You have like a 75% chance of me shutting up.", he says. "Fine. Your accent is sexy. Now shut up.", I say and laugh. Woah, what is this guy doing to me? I never joke around with people or admit to defeat. "I like you. You're sassy.", he says. "Well I very much dislike you.", I say. Everybody laughs. We pull into the adress I was given that they are going to. "Love, can I get your phone number?", he asks. "No. Like I said, you have to earn my trust. And I will not give you my phone number unless I trust you. But nice try.", I say. He gives me a pouty face. "No. Now get out of my car before I throw you out. ", I say. He sighs and steps out of the car. I look down at the paper with the adress for my job interview. That's weird it's the same adress that I was given to drop Louis and his friends at. 


I walk inside and let the woman at the front desk that I was there for a job interview. A man soon comes out to get me for the interview. I go through many tests. I'm applying for a body guard for a boy band, I have no clue who they are but their manager wants a smaller body guard that is less easily seen for them so they gave me a call.  I seem to pass all of my tests easily. I am also asked many questions and I answer them to the best of my capability. I am left in an interview room alone and a woman comes in with papers. She tells me that I got the job and I have to sign the papers to make it final. I'm excited, it's my first major job after I finished my schooling. "Alright, we are bringing you to meet the men that you will be protecting", she says after I am done signing papers. I get up and follow her out of the room. 


Louis's P.O.V.

"Alright, your new body guard will be coming in soon. This one is a female. We decide that it would be good to have someone smaller and less noticeable.", Paul says. "Great, she's probably going to be creepy and mean.", I say. Paul shoots me a warning glare. The door opens and a small figure steps in. She has black tight clothes and black curly hair. She is lean and has a pretty decent body. As she gets close to us and I recognize her. Her emerald green eyes looking directly at me. "Ally?", I ask stunned. "Alana not Ally. And you guys are the boy band I'm working for?", she asks. "I guess. This is awesome!", I say. "Let's get something straight. I am not here to be your friend. I am here to protect you.", she says staring at me. "Fine. I'll behave.", I say sounding slightly childish. I look at her. She is really fit. But I guess I can never be with her now. But that doesn't mean I wont try.

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