Beginning Of One Direction Novels & Stories

While enjoying the moment, suddenly Dea's body jerked as Toni slammed on the brakes abruptly. "What's going on?" Dea's voice sounded annoyed as her body was pressed against the seatbelt. Toni immediately turned towards his employer and said, "I'm sorry, Madam. Someone suddenly blocked the road from the front. Please bear with me; I'll try to get you out of this complicated situation." He replied, his hands and feet busy controlling the car's engine to move as he wished. They quickly changed direction, leaving their two emotional pursuers behind as their plan failed.

Alright. He kept sending me videos from nine onward. There was nothing out of the ordinary. It looked like I had to wait until they were done negotiating. When class was over, I was about to do some revising when noticed the cell hidden in my book receiving messages like crazy. I clicked my cell and saw it filled with news of John being dead.

He showed me the same care and dedication that he lavished in the past. In addition to driving me to work and fetching me home every day, he gave me surprises from time to time. I enjoyed it very much. That one month felt like we had returned to our previous life, but when the final day came, he did not fetch me after I clocked out of work. My calls to him went unanswered. I scrolled through social media and saw that Sonia had posted a picture. With it was the caption, [Whenever I'm lonely and helpless, you're always by my side.]

Tanner has his guitar and a headset, Chelsea’s holding a microphone getting ready to sing a song for us. Tanner plays his guitar and Chelsea starts singing "Love Story" by Taylor Swift. We all start clapping once the song is done. Jack goes down on one knee and then picks up my hand. “I’ve thought about a lot of things to say, I’ve never known the right words. I thought about it all and then I wanted to say, I knew I wanted to marry you from day one of meeting you. It’s crazy because we have all our friends and family here now. It’s a lot more official than I’ve ever thought it would be. You’re just my best friend in the whole wide world and there’s no one else I’d rather spend the rest of m

I said, turning around to face her, my hand instinctively supporting my lower back. "It’s enough for first month and a deposit on a small studio apartment near the North Avenue corridor. Nobody knows us over there. No diner customers, no gossip, no reminders. We go dark, you finish your junior year online, and I find a telephone dispatch job I can do from a desk." Katherine looked at me, her blue eyes incredibly grave. "And what about him?"

It was the end of the road. Her dreams, her hopes were dashed and her life was going to be dictated for her by a rich billionaire whom she had only gotten to know more about through the internet. She felt like she was a dream, a terrible nightmare that she couldn't wait to wake up from. Soon, her vision turned blurry and narrowed, her stance swaying left and right. At last, she fainted, falling to the ground in a crumpled heap.

Let's see how that plays out for you! The men received the signal and began closing in on me. One of them pulled out a syringe filled with a cloudy, murky liquid. "Relax, lady. This is good stuff right here. It'll only make you more… passionate later." I struggled with all my might, but they held me down, leaving me no room to move. The needle pierced the side of my neck, and a cold fluid was pushed straight into my bloodstream. A premonition rose in my chest.

He drove off, and with one hand on the wheel, he used the other to take out his phone and dial Fiona’s number. She picked up at the second ring. “What?” “I just placed the cameras, boss. Do they work?” he asked, ignoring the arrogance in her tone. There was a bit of silence before she broke it off. “Very good, Dione, very good,” she said, and he grinned. “Can I have the day off then?” he tried to ask but was cut off with more demands. “You didn’t come to America to have sex with everyone putting on a skirt, you fool. Get your ass over here. Now that phase one of the plan is in motion, we need to plan for phase two,” she yelled and ended the call.

John Ortega gets bored enough to allow Andy Rogers to connect his phone to the aux. Steal My Girl by One Direction blasts through the speakers. More than half of the students in the bus begin to sing along as Andy Rogers pulls his mate; Joan Vasquez, to her feet, and they dance and sing together like two couples performing on stage. They’re wearing matching t-shirts that say ‘If lost please return to Joan’ on Andy’s and ‘I’m Joan’ on Joan’s. It’s cliche and cheesy, but cute nevertheless.

Then he pulled me closer and pecked me lightly on the forehead before twirling me and dipping me again. As we danced together like only us existed in the world. I was certain of one thing. If I ever wanted to get married, I have found the one for me. Someone who would dance in the streets with me. In Ed Sheeran's song One ‘ I've found the one for me...'