One Shots

Fall For You

This is what I think would happen if I myself ever met One Direction. I was laughing so hard as I was writing it. I hope ya'll like it! :D

xx Karina

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Sleeping in on a Saturday morning is sort of a ritual; you stay up unbelievably late, and then sleep that actual day away. There's never really anything to do on Saturday's here anyway! There's this thing with small towns that just makes everything seem dead. It's like everyone leaves on Saturday, and it turns where we live into a ghost town.

Not that I mind it of course.

Throwing on my grey AUTHENTIC sweats, I pull a sheer black bra on, and place a green tank top on over that. Grabbing my iPod, I pull on my UGGS, and step outside, snatching my car keys as I walk out the door.

There's a stillness in the air that makes me feel incredibly lonely, but I brush it off, grinning as I prepare for the 45 minute drive to the mall. Yes, 45 minute drive. And yes, that's the closest mall to my house.

Blasting some upbeat music through my AUDI's speakers, I pull out of my driveway, making my way to any normal teens safe haven. I say normal because for me, the mall's just an anxiety attack waiting to happen. There are just too many people bustling about and it's slightly terrifying!

Pulling into a parking space, I shove my arms and head into a honkers hoodie. Honkers as in geese, not boobs. Yes, I just said geese. It's my school mascot, gotta rep them honkers!

I plug my headphones into my iPod and brave the elements, stepping into the frigid cold of the Northern California winter. It doesn't snow, but it's constantly windy, and the rain is so cold it feels like you're being pelted with splinters of ice.

Beauty and a Beat is pounding hard against my ear drums as I step inside the warmth of the mall. Not caring who's around me, or who's staring at my tiny blonde form, I start to dance, not well, of course. But I make my best effort!

"Show you off! Tonight I wanna show you off! EH! EH! EH!" I sing loudly. "What you got, a billion people could've never bought! EH! EH! EH!"

In my head, I sound fantastic, but on the outside; I probably sound like a dying walrus. Oh well! No one said that I had to be listened to!

"We gonna party like it's 3012 tonight! Gonna show you all the finer things in life! So just forget about the world, we're young tonight, I'm comin' for ya, I'm comin for ya-AHHH!!!"

I am now laying on the mall floor, sprawled out on my back; all I can do at this very moment is laugh.

A crowd forms around me as I laugh hard and loud. So hard, in fact, that my stomach is aching, and my ribs are burning. Tears are freely streaming down my face, and I fight to catch my breath, which only makes me laugh more, and I sort of don't even really mind that I'm being stared at by at least 40 people.

"That was totally perfect!" I squeak between fits of giggles. Turning to some random elderly couple. "Did you see me!? I was all 'Im comin for ya-AHH!'" I screech, clutching my stomach.

Everyone rolls their eyes at once and turn on their heels, leaving me to literally die of laughter there on the mall floor, which is probably extremely unsanitary, but I'm honestly laughing too hard to care. My limbs are starting to feel like jello, and I swear I'm getting a six-pack.

"Do yeh think she's all right?" I hear someone ask.

"I dunno.." Someone answers the first voice, quite slowly, might I add.