The Girl Who's Living With The Hottest Boy Band (ON-HOLD)

Chapter 1: The Unforgettable Night

A/N - Here's our adorable leprechaun acting shy on the gif on the left ;) Oh and listen to Olly Murs' Heart Skips a Beat ;) xx 

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Chapter 1: The Unforgettable Night

Okay, so I'm April Johnson, going to be seventeen on April, obviously. I live with my mother since I don't have any siblings, and my father died on a car crash when I was only six. I missed him so much, I know a lot about him since mom told me about his life as my bedtime story until I was eleven. I have a collection of my father's pictures and treasures; I kept it all in a golden box in my closet. Anyway, so I study at North Oaks High School, also known as NOHS. I'm an A and a B student. I mean, sometimes I get A or B, and that's all. I'm just a simple, ordinary girl.

That is, until now.

Can I call myself 'simple, ordinary girl' now? Now, as in right now, when I'm sitting beside our staircase, staring blankly at such phenomenal sight? 

I suppose not.

"Hey, are you Mrs Johnson's daughter?" Louis freaking Tomlinson shuffled toward me, looking slightly anxious as he reached out a hand to help me up. I almost died when I heard his accent in real life. I guess I kinda fell down down floor cause I'm staring at them with my head tilted up.

My eyes moved up to look at this hot guy, while I felt my jaw dropped. I felt all shivery inside me, I don't know what I'm feeling. 

"Uh, hey?" he said a bit loudly, and I finally went back to my senses. Okay April, there's no time to be like this. These hot guys will think you're mad. I looked up at Louis, who was now smiling. 

"Star struck much, eh? Just hold my hand and stand up first, so we'll tell you why we need to stay here for a while please," Louis said, moving his hand closer to my face. I glanced at my arm, to check if it's still there. I held Louis' hand finally.

OH MY GOD. His hand is touching... mine.

He literally pulled me up as my feet felt wobbly and turned jelly. Well, he can't blame me. Blame themselves, they suddenly appear out of nowhere inside my house on a typical Saturday night. 

I noticed the other boys - ehem, other hot boys - staring at Louis and I confusedly, but they were grinning.

"Uh, I know um, how you feel... suddenly One Direction appeared at your uh house," Harry spoke up, his voice... oh gosh. His ruffled his curly hair and grinned at me, and once again I felt butterflies in my stomach. I turned my attention to Niall. Why the heck is he this cute? I swear he'll have to go through my cuddling while they're here. Hey, I just realized something. I can now have a Horan Hug! Oh, I feel so hella lucky. Beside him was Liam and Zayn. Um, okay. I really think I'm dreaming an adorable dream right now. 

"Oh honey! Now I remember after staring at your posters at your room! They're One Direction! The band you've always loved! Oh my goodness, there's a famous band in our house! Oh my!" Mom blabbed on and on, as she rushed down the stairs and stood beside me, beaming from ear to ear. Obviously this isn't a dream. I blushed as the guys in front of me smiled at me.

Okay, so my mother isn't really this crazy, I mean, no offence mom, but I totally know what she feels. 

"Hi Mrs. Johnson. So... what's her name?" Niall pointed at me, looking at my mom. I turned bright red. What! Why don't they ask me that? 

"Oh, she's my April. She's just star struck as she loves you all guys since she was fourteen," Mom chatted excitedly, glancing from one boy–I meant, one hot boy - to another. I blushed again, gee, my mom sure loves to make me embarrass.