One Direction's Girl

Melanie Rogers has had a pretty normal life...until she met1D. As she get to know each boy better and falls more deeply in love with them, she realizes that she will have to choose one. But do they love her back? Who will Melanie choose: Harry, Niall, Louis, Liam, or Zayn?


4. Chapter 4

I was dreaming. This wasn't real. It couldn't be happening. One of the boys from my all-time favorite band was here, in my new school, talking to me.  I suddenly gasped. What if the other were here as well? All too soon we were at Liam's locker. He swiftly put in the combo and turned the knob, pulling out a Kleenex. Before I could fully register what was happening, Liam's face was right in front of mine, dabbing at my face to get the runny make-up off. Why was he so close?! I was freaking out. Liam. One Direction's Liam Payne. Oh. Em-meh. Hey. 

"There done,I may have sorta, kinda wiped it all off. I guess you could redo it...if you...wanted... He seemed to realize how close he was to my face after that. He cleared his throat and stepped backwards. "Uh, sorry." He mumbled. I just nodded, I couldn't speak.

"Oi, Liam mate!" A deep voice said. Suddenly, Liam's body was pressed against mine, which was against the wall. A curly head with vibrant green eyes appeared above Liam's shoulder. "Oh, sorry mate, I didn't see her there."

Liam blushed and stepped back. " 'Her' has a name, you know. " I glared at Curly. 

"Oh, uh, Harry, this is um...uh... This is... What's your name, love?" Liam slowly asked. 


"Can I call you Mel?" Harry asked. "No." My tone was harsh. "Alright then Mel, let me see your timetable." Harry grinned at me. "Wow, you are cheeky." I snapped at him. "What can I say? It's in my nature." Harry was still grinning at me.

I looked at Liam with a 'how do you put up with this' look. He just shrugged. "I have to get to class so if you two lovely boys would excuse me." I stepped around them and began to march away. I got four steps in before I had to stop and pull out my timetable. Smooth exit Melanie, real smooth. I could be so stupid sometimes. Out of nowhere, my timetable flew out of my hands   I whirled around to be face to face with Harry. Of course. I grumbled. "Can I have that back please?" I asked politely. "You have all of you classes with me and the rest of the boys!" Harry laughed in his deep voice. "And I thought I liked One Direction. It seems Liam's the only one who's actually nice to me."

" Hey! What is that supposed to mean?" I started when an Irish accent began to speak next to my ear. I gasped and jumped around. "Niall, don't scare the poor girl. I'm Zayn. That's Niall. And I see you already met Harry and Liam." I gave Zayn a sassy look."Wow. Sassafras. I'm Louis." A brown haired boy said.  I turned, grabbed my timetable and began to walk to the right. "Wrong way, Mel! Mr. Clark is the other way!" Curly's deep voice called after me. I turned and walked the other way. "See ya, Curly." I said as I passed him. "Or not" He said and the four boys began to walk behind me. Every few feet I would stop walking to make them all run into each other.

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