Claim to Fame

It seems the girls have made it. Beverley, Diana and Katy have achieved their dreams. They are the famous girl band that is Judgment!!

When the girls meet the famous One Directions, some hearts are taken, then some are Brocken.

How do they cope with the fame?

Do the couples stay together?

Or will everything fall appart?

Cover made by one of my best friends Katy. Thank you 1000


2. Chapter 2

Diana's POV

I can't believe that just happened. I just met Simon Cowel. I don't know about going back to England though. I mean, it's my home but my tanned skin doesn't go well with the weather. I hate the weather. And it's Bev's birthday soon.

Why can't we stay home and record from here? But I suppose that would be to easy.

I need to get my mind of it. I need to get our bags anyway so I can have a look around as well.

"IM GOING OUT. BE BACK SOON. TEXT ME IF YOU COME OUT THEM ROOMS!" I yelled. Katy's sitting in her room stalking One Direction and Bev's in the kitchen, eating and tweetin.

That's her thing; tweet till you eat and eat till you tweet. Pig of a best friend. I love her though, whatever she does.

I left the hotel room, which was more like a large apartment, and headed towards the lifts.

I pressed the button and waited for the lift to get to my level. When it got there I was stupid enough to not look to see if anyone was in there and walked strait in. Ironically, I walked strait into someone's chest.

"Ow." They moaned.

"Sorry." I said quickly before looking up at him.

Shit. Fuck. Crap. Kill me. I'm not one to swear but...

I just bumped into Harry Styles. What the hell is he doing here? Bobbie didn't say he was here!! Scrap that, what's he doing in California? No, America!?

As soon as I realised who he was, I barged past him and into the lift. I pressed the ground floor button and the lift door started closing. Harry put his arm in the lift and stopped it from moving.

"Hello. I'm sorry for running into you, I had to apologise." He said running a hand through his brown curls. His green eyes seemed to pierce my skin. I wanted to punch him. What is wrong with me? I'm not the violent one, Bev is!!

"Of course you did." I said. Harry raised his eyebrows.

"How long have you been in America?" He asked.

"Three years." I replied.

"And you still sound English." He pointed out. It wasn't that obvious was it?

"You should hear my friends, Scottish and Irish; living nightmare." I said. I giggled at the thought that Katy and Bev's accents haven't changed one bit.

"My Irish friend hasn't changed much. What's yours like?" He asked. What? Is this the Irish friend club now?

"Why? Wanna hook um up?" I teased.

"That would be nice." He said. He was serious. I didn't know Harry Styles could be serious.

"Yeah, well, good luck with that. She's a handful, no guy has been able to keep her down yet."

"Hmm. She doesn't sound suitable for my friend, more like for me." He said. Is he joking?

"You wouldn't like her either, she's not full on." I said.

"Oh really? Are you?" He asked smirking. I could slap that smirk right of his face.

"No, and I'm taken so you can drink from a toilet." I spat. The smirk never left his face.

"Well, I guess your just not good enough for me." What?

"Oh really? Whys that?" I said cockily.

"Your insults stink." He said.

"You know what Styles, your a player. I wouldn't date you for the world." I said getting in his face before backing off.

"Oh?" He actually looked a bit hurt. "So you know who I am then?" No. The smirk came back to his face.

"Yes. Now, I'm must go. Goodbye Styles." I said before re-entering the lift that was waiting for me. The lift is slow, and we're at the top. So I pull my phone out to see I have messages.

Hey babe how did 2day go? call me wen u get the chance liv u xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Hiya Tom 2day went well. Simon wants 2 make us famous!!!!!!! how amazing!?!? I will call u in a bit luv u 2 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

From: Charlie

DIANA!??!? apparently a little birdie told me that the group is back 2gether?!?! is it tru???? as a real band? who's hiring u???

To: Charlie

CHARLOTTE!!! that little birdie was rit. 4 real!!!! SIMON COWEL!!!!! we mit be cumin 2 GB to record and stuff so MIT c u soon.

From: BrownEyedArtist

Diana. How r u? we need 2 talk cause I hav herd things...

To: BrownEyedArtist

Danni!!!! yh I'm gd u? and yh we need 2 talk. JUDGEMENT IS BACK BABY.

From: IrishWolfGurl


To: IrishWolfGurl

Bev, calm down. Go down 2 the cafe and ask 4 more food and then go tell reception that the toilet is done or whatever is wrong x

From: IrishWolfGurl

Okay. do I get to the cafe? x

To: IrishWolfGurl

-_- The lift. x

From: IrishWolfGurl

Yep! Gold star, was just testin to see if you knew. XD xx

I got to the bottom of the hotel so I locked my phone and put it back in my pocket. I went to the front desk to see the woman that Bev went ape shit on was still there.

"Uh, excuse me? Room 2205 needs plumbing done?" I tried getting her attention. She looked up.

"Welcome back Mr Payne, what would you like?" She asked. What? I followed her gaze to be merged with two chocolate brown eyes behind me. He was fairly bulky and had short brown hair...I recognise him. But where from?

Might just be his checkered shirt.

"This lady was before me." He said to the woman. Oh well well well. It's not very often we have a British gentlemen around these parts

"Thanks." I turned back to the woman oh glares at me. "Room 2205. Plumbing up there soon please. Thank you." I gave her my fakest smile and turned my back on her, I nodded to the man as I passed.

I swear I know him from somewhere. Probably just looks like an uncle or something.

I went out the back door towards the garden, it was more of a nature reserve because it was so big and peaceful. I followed the path to come out to a small lake with a bench beside it. I sat down and watched the ducks in the lake for a while.

After about 5 minuets I felt a body sit on the bench next to me. I just continued to stare at the duck, whom was now making me watch his bum. Hey, I'm not complaining.

"Sorry about the receptionist. She is a bit ignorance." He said. The person next to me, not the duck.

I looked at him to see the man from the front desk earlier.

"That's fine. Thank you for letting me have my turn," I nodded.

"Oh? Your British?" He realised an eye brow.

"Is it that obvious?" He nodded in response.

"I've been here three years an still, no change." I sigh and slump down into the bench.

"Shows you should go home." He said. I stared at his eyes, I know those eyes from somewhere. GOD WHY IS THIS SO HARD??

"What are you staring at?" He asked. Damn was I staring? Oh yeah, I was.

"I know you from somewhere." I said.

"You probably do." He shrugged, "This is a celebrity hotel." He pointed out.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"If I told you that I would have to kill you." He winked."But what's your name?" Really?

"I'm not telling you." I faced away from him.

"Diana Sankey?" I turned back to him, shocked.

"How the hell...?"

"It's on your phone." He held my BlackBerry up. DAMN IT. Why do I still have a name tag on my phone? That's just stupid.

"Oh. Yeah, I'm Diana." I said.

"Well hello Diana, do you have Twitter?"

"Yeah." As soon as I answered he got his iPhone out of his pocket and went typing away at something. He the. put it away and stared out at Fredrick, the duck.

Then my phone pinged saying I had a message. I took a quick glance.

@Real_Liam_Payne followed you

Liam Payne? Who's that? Wait... is it this guy? Did he just follow me? Seriously?

"Are you Liam Payne?" I asked him. He looked at me and gave a friendly smile.


"Liam. I like the name Liam. But I swear I know you from somewhere..." Then it hit me. I know where he's from. Isn't there a Liam in One Direction?

I face palmed and fake sobbed into my hands.

"What's wrong?" Liam put a hand on my back and started rubbing soothing circles. It was nice...but he's a stranger.

I burst into historical laughter and Liam looked at me confused.

"Umm?" He started.

"I've just bumped into Harry just before meeting you and he wants to set my best friend up with some Irish geezer." I laughed. His face turned very serious then.

"I thin you'll find the Irish geezer is my best friend thank you very much." He said. I stopped laughing and looked at him.

"Oh. Sorry." I said, looking down to my, now very interesting, hands.

"No harm done. So who's this friend?" He laughed.


"DIANA. GET YOUR ARSE UP HERE BEFORE I SET ALL OF NARNIA ON YOU. AND STOP FLIRTING WITH STRANGERS. REMEMBER TOM." Me and Liam both looked up to see Beverley on our balcony...with a megaphone? Who gave her that?

"That's the friend." I said standing up. "I guess I'll be off."

"Wait, this is our last day in the U.S and we're going to a club in about an hour. Won't you and your friends come with us?" Wait what? Am I being invited to a club? With One Direction? This is weird.

"Umm, sure?" It came out more as a question.

"Great. I will send someone to your room." He smiled then I walked off and headed back to our room. I wander what the others reactions will be to this.

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