The Untold Story

One Direction is now known as the group with infectious tunes. But take a trip back to freshman year of high school. With abusive relationships, drinking, affairs, and deaths, follow Lindsay Prescott through the trials and tribulations of high school with the band and friends. Through the eyes of a typical teen girl, Lindsay exposes to us the the untold stories of 1D that not even the press could do.


43. Battle of the Bands: Part 1

I stood among a group of happy people. Happy people thinking happy thoughts and here I was along with the best of them, and yet all I could do was think about him.

Wannabees and dreamers pilled onto the stage one by one, playing music one person might think was noise and another would think was absolute beauty. To me, the music all sounded like a blurred mess. Notes ran together, the rhythm was drowning me in a mess of in corresponding madness. People cheered, laughs and pictures and the simple lives of others covered me like a suffocating blanket.

I was once like them. A long time ago, I would easily be able to say what I wanted in life and where I was planning on going and who I loved, better yet who actually loved me. But now my life was nothing but misinterpreted words and fatal attractions. It all seemed as if my life was pummeling downhill at a faster rate than my own heartbeat. And I could owe it all to Niall Horan, who may or may not be the only boy I will ever love.

My mind, clouded as it was, cleared. One Direction, sporting the most sexual elf costumes I've ever seen, walked onto stage. Niall wore a red and green open-button shirt. His exposed chest seemed to glitter under the beams of the stage lights, and my imagination pictures what it would be like for him to blow me a kiss before he played. But pretending to love me wasn't his job anymore.

Harry, standing at the mic with his elf hat nesting lightly on his bush of hair, spoke the first words I had understood since Logan had screamed at me.

"Hi, folks. We're One Direction, and we hope you enjoy the best show of tonight. But hey why wouldn't you, with these costumes,"

The principal stood at attention, rolling his eyes.

"I'm Harry Styles. This is Zayn, Louis (call him Lou' it turns him on)," Harry pointed to Louis, who winked and waved to the crowd.

"This is here is my bud Liam, and beside him is the sexy beast Niall. Show them some love,"

The crowd went wild, clapping and cheering and some people just screaming.

"Harry Styles either you continue with your stand up comedy routine or you present your song, your time is running low," the principal stated, monotone and clearly agitated.

"Point taken," Liam said, ramming Harry in the back.

"We're One D, and we'll be doing a remake on Jingle Bells. Enjoy!" Harry finished.

In a split second, all the mixed emotions faded as the fast-paced song started. The lights fell, music started, and the crowd quieted down. Irony, my worst enemy, somehow caused the light to first fall on Niall, and he was the only one in the entire gymnasium making a sound.

"Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell... ROCK,"

In a single spontaneous instant, the crowd went from silent to an explosion of emotions. Niall, along with the rest of the band, ripped off the elf costumes, already sexy enough, to reveal Christmas speedos. And ONLY Christmas speedos. Tattoos, bare skin, and bulging speedos were all on the stage. My mind flashed back to Niall's speedo, and now this one. Obviously it isn't too hard to get him into one.

Singing away, my five nearly naked friends sang the dirtiest version of the cleanest Christmas song I'd ever heard.

The principal stood in horror and awe. Battle of the Bands was a city-sanctioned event, there was nothing he could do but announce the bands.

"Jingle bell swing," they harmonized, twisting their hips in a circular motion as the gymnasium erupted with cheering.

"They're using their dicks to win the event," I heard Aj say, approaching me from behind.

I turned to face her, bumping shoulders with crazy, raving strangers.

"Well it's working!" I screamed over the sound of the music and mindless girls.

"Yeah, they sure so rock it though, don't they," Aj laughed.

"Aj they're making complete fools out of themselves! Why is the city not stopping this?"

"Battle of the Bands has sucked in recent years. Seeing this show will get the word out," Aj spoke, still dumbfounded and staring at the guys.

"It's a contest for SINGING, not STRIPPING," I was yelling now, filled with disbelief. Partly because this may be cheating at it's finest, and also because the only act after this was Logan, and if I know him he sure as he'll won't be up there naked.

"Oh don't get your panties in such a wad! You once went absolutely crazy for Niall naked, and now here he is giving you a show and you want it stopped?" Aj grabbed my shoulders and turned me to face the stage, and my eyes made contact with Niall's perfect body.

"Because, Aj. This act isn't for me. Hell, it isn't even for Hailey. They're bribing the crowd in order to win,"

"Yes, but Lindsay, they're doing it in THOSE OUTFITS. Stop being so uptight and pull out your phone and video it like a normal girl,"

They sang along to the Jingle, dancing and singing and bulging away. How had I not noticed this at their practice?

The finale approached, and the five of them finished off with one final dance, and bowed. The crowd was by now going insane. Girls, ages 12 through 18, all attempted to flood the stage, while the guys videos the display and laughed mockingly.

"Aj, Logan is next," I muttered.

"And?" she was busy uploading an embarrassing picture of Zayn to Instagram, nearly dying with laughter.

"How is he going to follow this?" I sounded panicked, and I was. Niall ran off stage, his speedo highlighting his running.

"Maybe he'll get completely naked and climb up a pole!" she had lost all seriousness.

"Whatever!" I left her in a giggling mess, maneuvering through the crowd one by one to get backstage.

Arriving at the curtain, I tore it open to see the principal in a fit and the mayor in tears; Niall and the band slipped on some ropes.

"Do you realize what type of reputation you have just made for this town? This school? People paid for a competition between arising bands, not a strip tease!" his face was reddening, his volume increasing.

The mayor continued in his laughing, "Mr. Thomas, I would hate to interfere with whatever you decide to with these boys, but I honestly got a kick out of it. The crowd loved it, I loved it, what's the problem?"

"You didn't fine this display of nudity at ALL inappropriate?"

"Well of course, yes, but it was an interesting strategy in order to win,"

I hurried past them, leaving the arguing adults to walk straight up to him.

"What was that?!"

"What, it was for you," Niall smiled a goofy smile, ruffling his hair a bit.

"Don't play that game with me. You can't cheat on me and then show off the mistress to me and then STRIP in front of the entire town just to win my affection. It's not working," I ran off crying, searching for Logan.

"LINDSAY!" Niall fought from behind me, but he wasn't going to win this. Not again.

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