He's my Brother?!

A scarred freshman, Harper Johnson, was the biggest One direction fan ever- her favorite being Harry. She used the music they sang as an escape from her abusive dad, Travis Johnson. Like the average fangirl, she lie in her bed all day checking Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr, and Youtube and trying to get One Direction to notice her. But finally, after winning a contest, she wins a trip to LA to see a Little Mix concert. But what will happen when on the plane over, she sits next to her idol and life saver, Harry Styles?


2. I Never Thought

   He saw me. Through the crowd. Past all the beautiful girls. Beautiful. One thing I will never be. This had to be a dream. He seemed to be staring at me for the whole concert. It's like he is attracted to me. But it isn't an 'Ohmygod she's gorgeous' look. No, no one could ever look at me like that. The thing is I could never imagine someone looking at me lovingly. I can't imagine someone thinking about me before they go to sleep. I can't imagine someone even 'liking' me. I was just that sarcastic girl who sat at the back of the classroom that no one else ever notices. That girl who didn't want to work with other people and dreaded group assignments. Therefore this could never happen. 

I feel something vibrate on my stomach. I can here the blasting Best Song Ever by One Direction fade into Marry You by Bruno Mars. No. Not yet! Just a few more seconds of being away. My wish comes true. My mind lets me stay for a millisecond longer. Then I realize I'm in my bed, clutching my comforter for dear life. I listen to Bruno Mars sing the words every girl dreams of, some more than others. 

Don't say no, no, no, no-no;
Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;
And we'll go, go, go, go-go.
If you're ready, like I'm ready.

Cause it's a beautiful night,
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Hey baby,
I think I wanna marry you.

Is it the look in your eyes,
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares baby,
I think I wanna marry you.

Just say I doooooo-ooo uhu,
Tell me right now baby,
Tell me right now baby, baby.

Oh, it's a beautiful night,
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Hey baby,
I think I wanna marry you.

Is it the look in your eyes,
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares baby,
I think I wanna marry you. 


     I sleepily hum the last few lines of the song. I let myself have three seconds of silence after. I don't want to get up. I can't get up today, but that's what i say to myself every morning before school. But every day I get any ways. Every day the same thing happens. I get up brush my teeth, then my hair, and put on a comfy outfit. What's the point of looking perfect and polished when people won't even notice? But even if i was popular i'm way to lazy to look perfect every day. Hell, I barely get dressed to go to church.

The only reason I go is because my grandma. She and I have an agreement. If I keep an A-B average, I go to church with her every Sunday, and just overall be a good person, she would support me by giving me money. It was mostly out of pity, but hey, at least my house is fully payed for and I have a 1995 Buick LeSabre. It isn't the most 'graceful' car, but it gets my to and from school. 

I'm open the cabinet to get a washcloth from my face when by cat, Simba, jumps out. I've now decided that my cat is in fact, a ninja. I heat up some pizza from last night as my breakfast. I look at the time. 6:55. I have about 35 minutes until I have to go back to school. At least it's Friday. I sit down on my couch  to eat pizza and check the Twitisphere. I entered a contest to win Little Mix tickets. I have no idea what I'm about to see. I check my inbox to see a DM. @LMcontest tweeted you! @LMcontest tweeted 'Congratulations! You have been selected randomly to win Little Mix concert tickets! Please contact the number below to answer a few questions so we can get you to where you need to go! If you do not call us in three days, a new winner will be chosen. 


  All my body can do is open my eyes wider and re-read the tweet over and over again. Finally realizing what I'm doing, I hit the home button on my phone then call the number. 

 "Hello?" A women says on the other line.

 "Hello! I won the concert tickets!" I say trying not to totally fangirl.

"Oh! yes, we've been expecting you to call."

 The women proceeded to collect information about me. My full name, address, how many tickets I need. 

  "Um, I guess just one..." I say.

  "Oh, OK then." I could hear the faint typing. 

  "Thank you!" She says.

  " Thank you!" I say excitedly.

  I start getting excited and try to eat my pizza. I look at the time. I need to go to school now. I stand up slowly and take the keys of the Buick and lock the doors behind me. I jump in the car plugging in my iPhone into a caset  tape and put the tape into the slot. I turn on the car and hear Change Your Life by Little Mix. 



Hello!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope you liked the first chapter! The number that she called is just random numbers so ya. And the caset tape thing actually exists and I have two and I love them. PLZ LIKE, COMMENT, AND FAVORITE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But seriously comment and stuff and there will be a new chapter about soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ILYSM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1



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