...But You Don't Notice at All. (One Direction)

A Singer

AN: Hey! Thanks for staying tuned and reading the second chapter...you guys are the real fans for taking a chance on my new story so thanks so much! LUV YOU! :D 

PICTURE: LITTLE HARRY STYLES :)

"Nice to meet you Harry," I choked out, trying not to show how upset I was.

"Hello attractive person, my name is Louis," said Louis.

"Hello famous singer," I laughed.

"I'm Niall, the Irish one," said Niall.

"I'm Kat, the British-American one," I said.

"Where in Britain did you live?" asked Liam.

"Cheshire," I said.

"Oh, I'm from Cheshire too!" said Harry. DUH!

"I'm Zayn," said Zayn giving a small wave?

"Liam," added Liam, "why don't we show you around a bit?"

"I call dibs on being tour guide!" said Louis, "Ahem...hello attractive girl named Kat, like the animal, welcome to backstage, where all your One Direction dreams will come true!".

"It's a theater, not Disneyworld," I laughed.

"No interruptions!" yelled Louis, "Here is our dressing room, where we hang out and stuff, and over there are the doors to the stage where we will be performing, because we are a band! Over here is a smaller dressing room for the opening act who will be arriving here shortly. This concludes our tour, feel free to tip your tour guide with money, kisses, and carrots,".

"Okay," I said, and went over to Louis and kissed him on the cheek. The rest of the boys looked genuinely impressed.

"Well then, I take it I'm your favorite then," said Louis.

"Nah, my favorite is Harry," I said.

Niall laughed, "I don't understand you, Kat, but that makes me like you even more,".

~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~

"Ugh, I hate this class," I said, pulling my gym uniform shirt over my head.

"Hey, at least we can hear into the boys' room from that vent over there," laughed Alice. She walked over to the other side of the isle and stood up on the bench, pressing her ear against the vent. "Ugh, I can hear Harry, I don't want to hear anything that jerk has to say,". Her and Harry had broken up a few months ago, but she still couldn't get over it. "You listen," she told me getting down.

"Fine," I said climbing up on the bench and pressing my ear against the vent.

"So, now that you broke up with Izzi, who are you going for next," asked a muffled voice.

"I don't know," replied Harry's voice, "I've already dated most of the hot girls at our school already,".

"No, you haven't dated Kat," said another voice.

"Nah, I wouldn't date Kat," said Harry. I sighed in relief.

"Why not?" asked another guy, "she's really hot and funny and stuff. I'll bet you just don't want us to know that you fancy her,".

"Do not!" said Harry, "I actually like having Kat around, so I would never date her,".

"What are they saying?" asked Alice. She startled me and caused me to fall off the bench just as the bell rang.

"Nothing," I smiled, "Just talking about some football game last night," (Not American football!)

All the guys and girls walked out towards the gym. Harry approached me, "Hey kit-kat," he smiled.

"Hey Twix," I answered.

"Excuse me, I'm going to go somewhere where there isn't anyone that I hate," said Alice going over to talk to some of her other friends.

"Whats her problem?" asked Harry.

"Oh, nothing, you just ripped her heart in half, then started dating someone else two days later," I said.

"I said I was sorry!"

"Oh yeah, that makes it all better," I said sarcasticly.

"Well at least I've got one girl here who could never hate me," 

"You've got to be thinking of me because there is no one else here that it's true for,"

"Yes, it's you!" he said as we walked into the gym.

"BOYS ON THIS SIDE, GIRLS ON THIS SIDE," yelled our gym teacher who always talked in all caps.

"See you durring homeroom," I told Harry walking over to the girl side.

"Why do you hang out with that jerk?" asked Alice.

"He's my friend," I shrugged.

"You started being friends with him just because him and I were dating," she said.

"So?"

"So we're not dating anymore so there's no need," she said stailly.

"I like hanging out with Harry," I said plainly.

"You fancy him, don't you," she said.

"No!" I said annoyed, "I swear, you can't be friends with a guy without people think you fancy him, or something!"

"Whatver," said Alice, "Let's just play,".

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"Boys, we have an issue," said Tom entering the dressing room, "your opening act dropped out,".

"For just this concert right?" asked Liam.

"For the whole tour," sighed Tom, "we can't find anyone who will do it with such short notice,".

"Wait," said Niall looking right at me, "Kat, can you sing?"

~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~

I hit the last long high note of the des-cant in choir class. The director cut us off and Harry shot me a grin from his spot in the tenor section.

"Now, in our concert-as you all know- there is going to be a duet from the musical "Grease". I know that you have all been waiting patiently to find out who will be singing it. Everyone who tried out was fantastic, but I could obiously only pick one girl and one boy," said the director

My phone lit up "One new message from Harry: It's gonna be you :)". I rolled my eyes at him.

"So I might as well just tell you, the duet is going to Kathrine Shoy and Harry Styles," the bell rang, "you can leave now,".

"Congrats, Kat," said the girl who sits behind me. I smiled and started to walk towards my locker.

"There's my Sandy!" yelled Harry running up to me and giving me a hug, "I told you you'd get it!" he said picking my up and putting me over his shoulder.

"Harry! Put! Me! Down!" I yelled. People were starting to stare, "I've got to get to class,".

"Fiiine," he said putting my back on the ground, "but I'll see you after school to practice for the duet!".

"See you then, Harry," I laughed. 

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"A bit," I admitted to Niall.

"Sing for us, child!" said Zayn.

"I've tried paying it cool, but when I'm looking it at you, I can't even be brave, cuz you make my heart race," I sang.

"You're really good!" said Liam.

"She's great!" said Zayn.

"Are you ready?" asked Tom.

"Ready for what?" I asked.

"To be the opening act for One Direction,"