One Direction

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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ONE DIRECTION.
Katrina: No, you don't. But I own Harry, so stay back!
Me: Katrina! You don't know him until the end of Chapter One and you fall for him by Chapter Three!
Katrina: Shut up! I'm gonna call my sister then.
Me: Your sister doesn't know that you like Harry Styles until the end of the book.
Katrina: Spoiler...
Me: Anyways! Enjoy!!! <grin>

Chapter One- Meet One Direction
I promise that One Direction will meet Katrina in this chapter.
Chapter Two- I Made A Promise
"I don't need you! I don't need anyone!" I shouted and started walking down the street. I stopped and turned back around to face Harry. "I need you and your van. I need a ride home," I admitted, blushing furiously.
Chapter Three- Blacked Out and Stuck With Another Promise
I got off at the seventh floor and started walking down the hallway, passing the keys back and fourth from my hands. "LOOK OUT!" Someone shouted and I felt something heavy and fast hit my side. That was when I blacked out.
Chapter Four- Surprise? Or not.
Jesse stood there with his mouth dropped wide. He looked straight at me. "Katrina...what did you do?" His voice was cracking and tentative, as if he was scared of One Direction. He took one step back, shaking his head in disbelief. "Surprise?" I said
Chapter Five: First Hand-Holding Moment with Harry Styles!
Jesse crossed his arms. "What do you want from?" he sighed. "I'll let you my allowance for two weeks," I bribed him. "What's the catch?" he finally asked. "You will have to keep Amalia away from One Direction since they are staying next door. She's a
Chapter Six- You're Going On A Date!
"You're getting rid of things? You're finally getting rid of those clothes from your closet?" Amalia asked me, crossing her arms. She gasped, realizing something important. "You're going a date!" She noticed. "No...I'm not..." I lied, rolling my eyes
Chapter Seven- Paparazzi
"Don't turn around," he warned. "Why?" Harry glanced back at the mirror. "It's the paparazzi. They're following us."
Sorry everybody!
Author's Note