One Direction Funny Imagines Novels & Stories

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.

He was reminding me of that embarrassing memory of me going crazy on ‘Imagination’ by Foster the People. “I can’t be doing that here,” I whispered the obvious. “No shit,” he scoffed and I made a deadpan face at him which made him laugh. “You won’t have to do anything, just follow my lead, we’ll be dancing slowly, basically vibing to the song,”

I passed through them like a ghost dressed in borrowed clothes. His invitation was like a brand in my head, even if I didn't want to think about Damien. *A single evening.* It mocked me, a sultry murmur that promised to yank me from the ruins of my existence, if only for a few hours. The bandages were scraping on my hands as they clenched into fists in my pockets. The brutality of reality made it impossible for me to afford to indulge in imagination.