Not Exactly My Fantasy

Nicole Hartman is the perfect girl. She has a perfect family, a perfect life and perfect looks. The only thing that is not so perfect is when she runs into One Direction "The worlds hottest and famous boyband." They all fall for her, but will her stubborness come in the way of her feelings? (I know it doesn't sound good, but it is!)


1. Just what I needed

Nicole's P.O.V. I wake up, enwrapping my hands together and stretching my arms. Today will be absolutely perfect, I thought. Of course, for me everyday at school IS perfect. I have the long blonde hair, perfect body and I'm most definitely popular. Oh, and I have a big ego. I'm quite proud of myself. The only little thing that make people surprised is that I hate One Direction. I mean, who wants to listen to 5 Brtitish or Irish or German or something like that sing? They sound American when they sing when really they are ummm... whatever country they come from. I got out of bed, careful to not mess up the seraglio lace sheets. I daintly opened my closet and picked out an outfit, jean hollister shorts and a white ruffled shirt with a pink cardigan. I slipped on some black TOMS and did my makeup, some pink gloss and mascara. I brushed my hair with a really weird spiral brush and grabbed my car keys and sumptously walked downstairs. "Bye mom! Bye dad!" I ran outside and admired my red mustang. I hopped into the car and drove off to StarBucks before school. I finally dodged all New York traffic and arrived at my destination. I sashayed into the shop and ordered a caramel latte. I sat down and waited for my order, tapping the grey and black table. The windows were opened slightly causing the yellow blinds to sway back and forth. I heard my name called and got my coffee, still acting cocky. I sipped the drink and noticed 5 boys that were all to familiar......... One Fucking Direction! They had on dark sunglasses and hoodies, obviously a disguise. One of them, Niall I think slipped a piece of paper onto the table. It read a number- his number! Without hesitation, and without knowing what I was doing I saved the number in my contacts and remembered I didn't like One Direction. I texted him saying Hi xx:). I got an instant reply, and gasped when I read the message from Niall. Don't ask how I know his name, he IS the only cute one out of 1D. The text he sent might of changed my fantasy.

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