Okay, this is my second One Direction fanfic. It's about Harry, hope you all will love it! -Cameron xx <3
*Maeve's POV*
"Wake up, you have Figure Skating!"
Damn.
"Ok! I'm up!" I yelled downstairs to my mum.
It was 6:37 A.M. Thats what the clock told anyway.
I have Figure Skating really early in the morning, since I was trying out for the Winter London Olympics 2012. (Pretend, please..) I'm pretty sure I have what it takes, I am in the highest ranking level there is.
Oh, let me introduce myself. I'm Maeve Binley, I'm 17 and live in Manchester. I'm British, as you can tell, and I love it here. My best friend is Eleanor Calder. I love her. She's a bundle of joy and sillyness, and is made from best friend heaven. I am a brunette, with a perfect body, (at least that's what Eleanor says) and at 5'6. I'm in the Competitive Figure Skating, which I travel to many different places around the world and competing. I love my life, because I love what I do. My dream is to be in the Olympics and win a gold medal.
Ok. Back to reality.
I hopped out of bed, not needing to take a shower, since I'd be all sweaty from skating anyway. I had to put my hair in a tight bun, making it perfect so it won't fall out while I skate. After putting on some light makeup, I headed to my closet. I had put my white laced dress on, with some gold gloves and headband, for the Olympic tryouts today. Once I was ready and finished, I grabbed my white Jackson Freestyles and my green blade covers, and went downstairs to greet my mum.
"Hello, honey. You excited or nervous for today?" I shrugged, not knowing what the answer was to that.
"Somewhere between those feelings?" My mum nodded. Thud. Thud. Thud. I heard my brother, Jonathan, come running down stairs.
"Oh! Maeve! I must give you a hug for your try-outs!" He said in a baby voice. Oh, how I love my brother.
Jonathan was 19, had beach blonde hair, and was at the height of 5'10. He had a best friend named Harry Styles, and he was beyond famous, because he was in a popular boy band. I usually saw Harry every other day, and I guess you could say we're friends.
The only problem is that I have a slight crush on him.
And Jonathan knows.
I shook my head and grabbed my car keys. "Well I'm off! Wish me good luck, eh? Oh and J, I love you too. See you guys later. Love ya mum!" I gave everyone one last hug and headed my way down to the regular rink.
I really hope I get through.
Is it good so far? No? Yes? Ok. Thanks for reading my other fanfic by the way!
