Runaways -A One Direction Fan Fic-

Chapter 1: A Normal Morning

A/N: HI GUYS! It's whispersong312 here!

First of all, to the right is a video of 1D in a french interview in which Harry yells "LOUIS SHOW ME YOUR ASS!!! So go watch that >>>>>>>>>>>>

Secondly, As much as I want to, I do not own One Direction or anybody that is related directly to them. They are however, REAL characters with real personalities that only they can perfect..so sorry if I don't get them spot on.....

Anyways...

So this is my brand new fan fiction and I'm really excited to see your feedback! (As corny as that sounds) I would like to give a MASSIVE thank you in advance to anyone reading this, you guys are absolutely amaZAYN, fabuLOUIS, brilLIAM, extraordinHARRY and phenomiNIALL! (OMG I'M SORRY NIALLER! You can go first next time I PROMISE!!! ;p)  Also, this is going to be a story that I spend A HELL OF A LOT of time on, so you have no need  to fear me putting this story on hold like I did with KTD. I'll probably be editing this story as well, so some things MIGHT be changed throughout the course of this story......;D As for the story itself, it's about One Direction (though i'm pretty sure you already knew that...........awkward) but anyways, 1D are having some......troubles with their management, so they make a BIG decision (though not as big as Louis' ass ;) but I won't tell you anymore than that cuz i'm evil >:) And DON'T YOU DARE SKIP AHEAD TO SEE!!!! SPOILERS!!!!!!! Also, all the chapters will be in HARRY'S P.O.V unless I say otherwise. So anyways, I shall (hehe, shall is a funny word, I'm so immature ;p) not keep you from this story any longer....go......go read it.....you know you want to ;p

"HAROLD WAKEY WAKEY IT'S TIME FOR BREAKFAST!!!!!" Louis shouts, jumping on my bed.

I groan and turn over, covering my head with my pillow. It's 11:30 am on a Saturday morning. That's way to early for my reckoning....

"HARRY!!!!"

....Obviously not Louis's

"No Louis! I don't want to get up!" I yell into my bedsheets.

I feel Louis climb off my bed and hear him walk out the door. Hmm, that's odd, usually he'll keep pestering me until I agree to get up, even if it means singing like a dying cow for fifteen minutes. Trust me, girls think that Louis' voice is oh so beautiful, but when he wants to, he can blow your eardrums out. That's one morning I'll never forget, the inhuman sound is forever imprinted in my memory.

I hear Louis' footsteps returning and try to make it look like I've fallen back asleep. Hopefully that'll discourage him from bothering me and I can get some more sleep.

"Harry." Louis whispers, stopping by the foot of my bed. "Harry it's time to get up."

I try my hardest to control my breathing and make a believable sleeping facade that hopefully Louis doesn't see through.

"Harry you'll get up now if you know what's good for you."

I stop my face from crinkling in confusion? What's he going on about?

"Okay then. One.....Two....THREE!!"

I sit up abruptly as Louis throws a bucketful of water -complete with icecubes- onto my body. The ice-cold water immediately wakes me up.

"LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON! YOU DID NOT JUST THROW WATER ON ME!" I yell, disentangling myself from the soaked sheets.

"HAROLD EDWARD STYLES I DID JUST THROW WATER ON YOU!" Louis says, making sure to use an extra sassy voice.