So in the dream I was having this special thing going on and I needed a personal hairstylist for it. So my mom called a local hairstylist.
When the hairstylist came, I thought she looked just like Lou Teasdale. So I asked her, "Um...what's your name?" And she said, "Lou Teasdale."
I just look at her like she was crazy. I said, "What are toi doing here?!"
She looked slowly at my mom, confused. "Um...I was hired as your personal hairstylist?" It sound plus like a question than a statement.
"But-but-you're One Direction's hairstylist! Why are toi not with them?" I started to really freak out.
"One Direction? I'm sorry...but who is that?" She looked still very confused.
I couldn't speak. I was stunned to silence. I had no idea what was going on. Was this some kind of sick joke?
I grabbed her arm and said, "Come look at my room. Then you'll know who they are."
So I dragged her to my room. And this is the scary part. I opened my door and saw...my walls were covered with...The Wanted posters! Can toi believe it? The Wanted! I just stared at my walls in horror. What was happening?
I turn to my mom and say,"Mom! What is all this?!"
"What is all what?"
"All The Wanted posters! What are they doing on my walls?"
"You put them there. I don't know why you're so surprised. toi absolutely l’amour The Wanted. I honestly can't get toi to shut up about them."
I gave her a WTF look. "What? No I don't! I hate The Wanted! I "absolutely love" One Direction! Where are THOSE posters?"
"Honey, calm down. There is no band called One Direction." She put her hand on my shoulder to calm me down.
And apparently The Wanted were just as populaire as One Direction is now. The biggest boyband in the world.
I shook my head. No. This couldn't be happening. I went over and say on my bed. Then a thought occurred to me. I grabbed my phone and went to Google. I searched "One Direction." And...nothing about them came up. Nothing! What? So I searched their names individually. Turns out that they did audition for the X Factor, but they didn't make it. I felt like crying.
So then I fell asleep in my dream. And when I woke up it was a an later. Strange. I decided to chercher their names again. Something different came up this time.
Harry Styles was a world famous tattoo artist. And apparently, he had been dating Taylor Swift...and got her pregnant! WTF?! It was a big deal obviously.
Niall Horan was a world famous taste tester. Oh Niall... He was well know par almost everyone. He wasn't dating anyone.
Liam Payne was an Olympic runner! I thought that was cool since that was what he wanted to do when he was younger. He was really good. Apparently he had never Lost a race. He wasn't dating anyone because "he needed to focus on his running."
Now, Louis and Zayn were the strangest.
Zayn was a model (haha of course) and he was dating...Elenour Calder! And they were the "it couple." They were "so very in love."
And Louis was a very famous actor. He was apparently really good. And was dating...Perrie Edwards! It was so weird! Zayn and Louis swapped girlfriends! I had no idea what was going on. I was so confused. I honestly thought I needed to be in a mental hospital ou something.
So then I went to sleep again in my dream. And when I woke up, I woke up in real life too. I just laid there. I didn't even rendez-vous amoureux, date look at my walls. I just put my hands on my face and said,"Please tell me that wasn't real." So I slowly leaked out from behind my hands and looked at my walls. They were covered in One Direction posters like they should be! I had finally woken up from that horrible nightmare! I just laid there thinking, wow, what have toi done to me boys?
So...yeah. That was my dream that I had last night. Strange right? Yeah it was. Very.
When the hairstylist came, I thought she looked just like Lou Teasdale. So I asked her, "Um...what's your name?" And she said, "Lou Teasdale."
I just look at her like she was crazy. I said, "What are toi doing here?!"
She looked slowly at my mom, confused. "Um...I was hired as your personal hairstylist?" It sound plus like a question than a statement.
"But-but-you're One Direction's hairstylist! Why are toi not with them?" I started to really freak out.
"One Direction? I'm sorry...but who is that?" She looked still very confused.
I couldn't speak. I was stunned to silence. I had no idea what was going on. Was this some kind of sick joke?
I grabbed her arm and said, "Come look at my room. Then you'll know who they are."
So I dragged her to my room. And this is the scary part. I opened my door and saw...my walls were covered with...The Wanted posters! Can toi believe it? The Wanted! I just stared at my walls in horror. What was happening?
I turn to my mom and say,"Mom! What is all this?!"
"What is all what?"
"All The Wanted posters! What are they doing on my walls?"
"You put them there. I don't know why you're so surprised. toi absolutely l’amour The Wanted. I honestly can't get toi to shut up about them."
I gave her a WTF look. "What? No I don't! I hate The Wanted! I "absolutely love" One Direction! Where are THOSE posters?"
"Honey, calm down. There is no band called One Direction." She put her hand on my shoulder to calm me down.
And apparently The Wanted were just as populaire as One Direction is now. The biggest boyband in the world.
I shook my head. No. This couldn't be happening. I went over and say on my bed. Then a thought occurred to me. I grabbed my phone and went to Google. I searched "One Direction." And...nothing about them came up. Nothing! What? So I searched their names individually. Turns out that they did audition for the X Factor, but they didn't make it. I felt like crying.
So then I fell asleep in my dream. And when I woke up it was a an later. Strange. I decided to chercher their names again. Something different came up this time.
Harry Styles was a world famous tattoo artist. And apparently, he had been dating Taylor Swift...and got her pregnant! WTF?! It was a big deal obviously.
Niall Horan was a world famous taste tester. Oh Niall... He was well know par almost everyone. He wasn't dating anyone.
Liam Payne was an Olympic runner! I thought that was cool since that was what he wanted to do when he was younger. He was really good. Apparently he had never Lost a race. He wasn't dating anyone because "he needed to focus on his running."
Now, Louis and Zayn were the strangest.
Zayn was a model (haha of course) and he was dating...Elenour Calder! And they were the "it couple." They were "so very in love."
And Louis was a very famous actor. He was apparently really good. And was dating...Perrie Edwards! It was so weird! Zayn and Louis swapped girlfriends! I had no idea what was going on. I was so confused. I honestly thought I needed to be in a mental hospital ou something.
So then I went to sleep again in my dream. And when I woke up, I woke up in real life too. I just laid there. I didn't even rendez-vous amoureux, date look at my walls. I just put my hands on my face and said,"Please tell me that wasn't real." So I slowly leaked out from behind my hands and looked at my walls. They were covered in One Direction posters like they should be! I had finally woken up from that horrible nightmare! I just laid there thinking, wow, what have toi done to me boys?
So...yeah. That was my dream that I had last night. Strange right? Yeah it was. Very.
I couldn't believe what was happening. I had a science test in 8 hours and I was cramming like crazy. It wasn't my fault I didn't study, it was one of those new guys. I was just trying to be nice but I fell for him like Humpty-Dumpty fell off that wall. His eyes were a beautiful greenish-brown, his hair long and curly ( I had a feeling the curliness could come and go on occasion), his smile like that of a million angels, and his voice: a never-ending song from heaven. Who wouldn't fall for a guy like that. I unknowingly flirted with him, although I didn't regret it. Suddenly my phone rang. I knew it was him, because he a dit he would call. I couldnt answer it, I was studying, but I needed to hear his cute British accent. "Hello". "Hey, I just called to see how your studying was goin". Come Read Part 2 Later
she dreamed about going to a one direction concert, but "NO!! UR NOT ALLOWED 2 GO!"she yelled. she was to poor to go and her bad parent Sabrina, wouldnt let her cause she has never been 2 a concert when she was a teenager.
suivant DAY!
(RING RING )She called her friend Liz she whisperd " lets meet at the America High School, after school" they had a plan to get to the consert. they decided to drive up and sneak in
and see Harry,Louis,Liam,Zayn and.... NIALL!!!
THE DAY!
They caught the train and then the went to the consert. the band were performing the fans were screaming except for Niall he felt sick and went out the back to get some air all turned, fantastic until they saw Sabrina they ran they ran Lis shouted " DONT GO IN THERE ITS STAFF ONLY!!!" and
Georgi acidentley banged and hit Niall in the face.
SEE WHAT HAPPENDS IN THE CONSERT PART 2!!
one diretion
The l’amour of Larry Stylinson is something that we like to think can never be shaken, but it must be hard for Louis Tomlinson to have to share his time with Harry Styles with a load of girls. We know he must want him all to himself, so he can stroke his face and smell his hair alone.
It's a tough life for Louis.
"The worst thing about living with Harry is the constant stream of women he is getting through our door," Louis told The Sun.
"It's relentless.
"The good side is he's a decent cook. He cooks for me — fajitas and tacos.
"The fajitas are good, they are very good."
Louis Tomlinson: "Harry Styles is always bringing girls round"
Well this is promising. A surefire way to a bloke's cœur, coeur is to go through the stomach (as in with food, not with knives...eesh) so at least Louis is still getting some guac(amole) from Harry and can chow down on his fajita every now and again.
It's a tough life for Louis.
"The worst thing about living with Harry is the constant stream of women he is getting through our door," Louis told The Sun.
"It's relentless.
"The good side is he's a decent cook. He cooks for me — fajitas and tacos.
"The fajitas are good, they are very good."
Louis Tomlinson: "Harry Styles is always bringing girls round"
Well this is promising. A surefire way to a bloke's cœur, coeur is to go through the stomach (as in with food, not with knives...eesh) so at least Louis is still getting some guac(amole) from Harry and can chow down on his fajita every now and again.
Here they are outside!x
