Chapter One's song:
Who Owns My Heart - Miley Cyrus

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Topaz’s POV:

“Ah my god!” Fleur and I were literally screaming while watching the new One Direction music video, Best Song Ever.

I munched happily on my popcorn and watched Veronica, the assistant played by Zayn. I have to say he/she did look pretty sexy.

“Oh em gee, is that Harry?” Fleur screams at points to the guy called ‘Marcel the Marketing Guy’ who is none other than Harry Styles. My eyes widen and I start screaming with Fleur.

“Oh my fucking god, it’s actually Harry! Gosh he looks like the sexiest nerd ev-errr!” I exclaim and wave my hands about which I also call my crazy fan-girl mode.

The music video was over and I felt like I was literally dying. Just no, I am wordless. These 5 boys have basically made my day, or should I say my whole month!

“Hey Topz?” Fleur bounces happily.

“Yea?” I respond hyperactively and replayed the video.

“You know One Direction are coming to Canada, in Toronto?”

My eyes widened in disbelief. No… unbelievable. I felt my jaw drop like it was touching the floor. One Direction is coming to the city I live in and I need to meet them somehow!

“Really?” I ask with my eyes still widened

“Really.” Fleur confirmed.

Oh my god, we have to meet One Direction one way or another I really want to talk to Harry. Ugh can I just kidnap him? Kidnap him? Topaz, you are officially amazing!

“Fleur. We have—no let me emphasize the have.We have to meet them. Anyhow, I don’t care but you are going to help me kidnap Harry fucking Styles” I stated seriously, no time to joke.

I watched Fleur, who seemed to have problems comprehending my words.

“No you are joking. We aren’t—we cannot kidnap him! It’s impossible” Fleur said with no idea how serious I was.

“Fleur, I’m serious! Everything is possible if you give a try!” I exclaimed and watched Fleur who was frowning.

“I know but—“ I cut her off,

“No buts! That’s it, we’re kidnapping him when One Direction is here” I cut Fleur and stated like a boss.

“That’s okay Topaz, but you need a plan don’t you? You don’t just walk up and pick Harry up? There’s going to be security, paparazzi, police and—ugh who knows? By the way, if you get caught, then don’t tell me I didn’t tell you!” Fleur went off at me.

Ouch, she has a point; I never thought about getting caught…

“Hmm I’ll think about it, I’ve got my ways” I lied on the last part. I definitely don’t have any plans.

“Topaz, it’s not worth. Let’s just be normal and meet the boys and leave? I mean, six point three million other girls are dying to kidnap him”

Okay she has yet another point. Don't you all just hate when someone smacks the truth in your face? Right before I could say anything more, my mother from downstairs yelled dinner was ready.
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This may honestly sound hella weird, but I have been writing down plans of how to kidnap Harry Styles, no joke. What is weird about my thoughts anyways? Nothing at all, I mean, some fan claimed that Justin Bieber or—I don’t know I forgot—raped her and then the paparazzi and shit believed her nonsense and then the celeb and the fan were in court. Wow, she must be courageous hey? So, there’s honestly nothing wrong with kidnapping, right? My planning sheet looked like this, so far.

‘Ways to kidnap Harry Styles
1)Go backstage and give Harry a piece of food drugged by sleeping pills
2)Poison Harry with chloroform (The liquid that makes you pass out)
3)Grab a gang of bad guys and kidnap Harry when he’s not at concerts (Will have to pay them approximately $1000)
4)Go near the tour bus and pretend I’m getting raped (abused, taken etc) and when Harry comes out, he will pity me. Then tell him I have no car because I lost contact with my friend so he will drop me off. Instead, I kidnap him when he gets there!
5)I am a genius, so I might as well walk up like ‘Yo what up I gotta big… never mind I’m a female” Scratch that, Dope-head
6)I hurry up and pick one freaking option from the 4!
7)I’m excited’

Anyone wanna call me stupid, they may kindly fail the Harlem Shake.

I excitedly run—practically fly to my One Direction calendar.

“Hmm, five more days ‘till the boys come to Canada. In the meanwhile, I should get started on my arrangements” I mumble witch-like to myself, epically achieving the wicked laugh.

I absentmindedly place my hands on the desk, looking for my One Direction sticker-pad. I find it and place a big Harry sticker on today’s date. Carefully placing everything with back to where they belonged, I skip to my bed and crawl under the duvet, only difference was that I came from the other end. After about five seconds of suffocation—hey, Five Seconds of Summer, Five Seconds of Suffocation! Get it? No, okay—I snuggle myself on my comfy pillow, which by the way, had Harry Styles’ face on it.

"Who owns my heart?" I whisper to Harry's face, which even though I knew would not respond, "You!" I screech and close my eyes, trying to fall asleep.

After about 1 hour of tumbling and turning, kicking and turning legs, I was finally in a peaceful position with one leg sticking out of my duvet. Until I realized... the kid from Paranormal Activity 4 is going to pull me by my leg and drag me down the hall! Ugh whatever.

Notes

Hey guys! First chapter! Tell me if you like or dislike this story. Because I've been having writers block towards this fanfiction and I dont wanna keep writing a story nobody will read. Sooo comment? Oh yea and Anna (co-author) is only here to edit this, not write.
Each chapter will be named after a song which relates to the chapter. Completely optional.

guys please don't kidnap Harry the ways I've listed.