One Direction's Mermaid Adventure

Farren is a mermaid, and her father is the king of their underwater kingdom.
But Farren doesn't want to be treated like a princess, she wants to go to the shore and learn about humans.

What happens when she comes across a group of five boys on the beach? Will love blossom? And what about the mysterious instructions the Siren gave her?

Read One Direction's Mermaid Adventure to find out!


5. Chapter 5

"If you're worried about us ratting you out to the paps, we won't. I think all of us, including the boys, know how annoying they are." El broke the silence, waving her hand in the air.

Before I could answer, a cough interrupted us.

"Hey girls, it's just after ten so do you want to go to sleep or come watch a movie with me and the lads?"

It was Harry, his brown curls falling perfectly over his face, green eyes glittering in the light as he looked at us.

"If you don't mind, I think I might just go to bed. I've kinda been travelling all day." I said quietly, looking at the ground to hide the blush creeping into my cheeks.

"You sure? You can sit beside me?" A smirk appeared to match the seductive tone he used.

"Hazza, stop being such a flirt. Farren is obviously tired, let her settle in." Perrie stuck up for me, flicking Harry's head in her way out of the room.

"Sleep well! See you in the morning!" El called, before following after the other two and closing the door softly.

Smiling to myself I made my way over to the large bed, running my hand over the soft blanket as I admired the different shades of blue.

Suddenly I realised I didn't have any night clothes and dashed out of the door after Eleanor.

Creeping back down the stairs, I heard sounds from down hall. I pushed the door open to reveal everybody lounging on two massive sofas, the lights off and what I assumed must be the 'movie' playing.

I made my way over to Perrie who was cuddling up to Zayn.

"Uh, Perrie? I'm sorry to disturb you, but I don't have any pyjamas." I cringed at how stupid I must have sounded, half expecting my mother to appear and lecture me on organisation skills.

"PAUSE THE MOVIE, LOUIS!" She hollered at him, pulling herself up off the couch.

"Yay! I can get food now!" Niall immediately sprinted to the open plan kitchen. I giggled at his childish antics, and after saying goodnight to everyone, I followed Perrie out of the room.


I woke up to a sweet smell drifting up the stairs. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, burying my toes in the plush carpet.

Last night Perrie had let me borrow a pair of her pyjamas, a purple vest top with blue pyjama shorts, and declared that her and Eleanor were going to take me shopping today.

Stretching my arms, I slowly stood up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.

When I entered the kitchen, Harry was at the stove with his back to me. A plate was sitting on the table, containing the source of the sweet smell. Pancakes. We may not have had them in the sea, but one time I had read a book about human food and THESE were in it.

"Morning," I mumbled, making my way over to the table and plonking myself down, "The pancakes smell nice."

Harry turned around and grinned, leaning against the counter. "Grab a plate and tuck in. Just make sure to leave some for Niall, he's cranky if he doesn't have food." Chuckling he turned back to the stove as Niall appeared at the doorway.

"I heard my name and food mentioned in the same sentence?" He questioned in a deep morning voice.

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