"You need to find your emotions."

The last words the editor said to me filled my head as I was driving to my apartment. Well I might not pay for it, but I keep it clean.

"Here's to the directioners out there." The radio guy announces letting the background change to a tune.
It was Story of My Life, I would always recognize any of their songs.

"Story of my life." I start to sing along, pushing my thoughts of my career as a writer to the side. I slow down my car parking into my favorite spot.

"Say something I'm giving up on you." My phone blares.

"Hello?" I answer stretching out the word. I open up my car door, walking with my phone to my ear.

"Naomi! Where are you? I'm hungry and there's nothing to eat." The voice complains. I roll my eyes striding up to the stairs, then headed to my room.

"I'm really close so don't get your panties in a bunch." I tease him. I could hear him let out a annoyed moan.

"Seriously?" He replies.

"Moaning? Someone's having fun up there." I continue to tease. I finally reach my level and continue on past the door numbers waiting for 512.

"Not without you love." He plays. I reach the door and fling it open to Harry sitting on the couch.

"You wish, you know we're just friends." I finally say hanging up. He turns his head and smiles his cheeky smile.

"How'd it go?" He asks. I shrug, walking into the kitchen.

"I'm missing the good stuff apparently." I sigh. I open the pantry grabbing a macaroni box.

"Well maybe you should learn from my fan base." Harry puts out. I stop in my tracks lifting up an eyebrow.

"What would those twelve year olds know?" I respond. He gets up coming to the kitchen.

"They have fan fictions, they write books also." He explains. I stand there, emptying the box into a pot.

Then it hit me.

Emotions, I could learn emotions from the boys.

I swivel around facing Harry who was eating a cracker.

"Man I'm so glad I met you." I smile. He furrows his brows confused.

"Thank you? I'm guessing the boys are happy also, I mean without you we wouldn't have half our music." He says shoving another cracker into his mouth.

"Why don't you make dinner tonight?" I say handing Harry the box and getting out of the kitchen. I could hear him whining, but I continued on and into my room.

"One direction fan fictions." I say out loud as I type it into the computer. Up popped lots of results, however I decided on the .org one. I've never liked .com.

"Cafe girl, Teenage Dirtbag, dirty imagines?" I start to read the book names. This was crazy. I click onto the login button. I sign up with yahoo. I sit there thinking of my name.

Should I just make it my name? Or should I do a one direction related name?

I sit there until something pops into my head making me chuckle.

MoaningHarry

I click on my stories and hit add new.
This was the start of something.

Notes

Gah my first story. Well sorta, but what do you guys think? Just making sure it makes perfect sense. And thank you for reading my story.

AND MOST OF ALL THANK YOU ALICE ROSE!