A/N: Okay, so I've been secretly reading 1D fanfics without voting or commenting on them. I read The After series and some others too. Why? So I can tell you guys how the fanfics are. Now, I didn't read any of my follower's 1D fanfics (if they had one) because I didn't want to embarrass them. Though i admit, After was well-written, too many people stole the concept of it. So here's a cliché 1D fanfic I wrote:

I woke up to my alarm ringing loudly. I got up and looked in the mirror. I had blonde hair, blue eyes, and olive skin. I tied my hair into a a messy bun and got rid of my pajamas. Next I put on a sweater and leggings and looked back at the mirror.

'Im so ugly,' I thought. I made my way to the bathroom and brushed my teeth.

"Theresa!" My evil stepmother called. She hated me. "Come downstairs and cook breakfast you piece of sh*t!"

I sighed and ran downstairs. "Why do you hate me so much?" I asked with tears in my eyes.

"Because it's a cliché fanfiction and I'm supposed to hate you for no reason, so Harry Styles can fall for you." She replied in a weird voice.

'Wtf is a Fanfiction?' I thought, but I let it slip. My life was horrendous.

After I cooked breakfast for my stepmom and stepdad, I went off to high school.

"Looking good Theresa," said my friend Stacy. She had the same feutures as me except that her hair was strawberry blonde instead of being bleach blonde like me. We were both so ugly and we became friends for that reason.

"Don't call me Theresa! It's Tessa," I snapped.

"I HAVE ONE DIRECTION CONCERT TICKETS!!!!!" Stacy squealed. Ugh, One Direction. Why is everyone all so crazy about them, they're just another boy band.

"That's great, but I'm not going." I said.

"No, it's tonight and I'm taking you with me." She said.

"Fine, I'll go," I said. Something told me it was going to be a special night tonight.

Soon it was 8:00 and I was getting ready. I put on a cute pink see-thorough crop top and tight botty-shorts. I wore a strapless bra and matching panties. I was very modest.

I put on my Mabyline (a/N: Idk I spelled that right, I don't really know makeup...) mascara. I wanted to go for a natural look so I put on some pink lipstick and foundation. I looked at the mirror and thought, 'I'm so ugly. I don't think any boy would ever fall for me.'

The doorbell rang. I ran downstairs to find Stacy talking to my stepmom. She acted nice around my friends so they wouldn't call the police but she was totally evil.

"Hi Tessa! You look great! Let's go!" She squealed.

"Do we have to?" I asked.

"YES." She stated. She grabbed my arm and dragged me to the stupid concert.

The crowd was full and the seats were packed. We cheered "One Direction!" As the band made its way to the stage.

They sang the worst and overplayed song first: What Makes You Beautiful.

I put my hands on my hips as my best friend screamed like a nutcase. Suddenly I noticed a pair of eyes eyeing me. I looked up at the stage and saw Harry's eyes stare at me even though I was a hundred feet away from him. He has supper zoomed eyes because it's a fanfic. He grinned and sang the lyrics,

"You don't know oh-oh,

You don't know you're beautiful!"

I looked at the crowd, no one was paying attention. Not even Stacy. I grinned to myself. He was kinda cute. Okay. HE WAS THE HOTTEST PEICE OF SH*T I EVER LAID MY UGLY EYES ON.

'Calm Tessa' I thought to myself. Time flew by.

I cheered along with the crowd as the band finished with the song, "The Story of my Life."

"I have a surprise for you," I heard Stacy say. "I have backstage passes!" She squealed.

"How did you get them?" I asked.

"I don't have a reason. It's part of the story. Now let's go," said Stacy in that weird voice that my stepmom used.

I let it slip again and followed Stacy towards the stage. We showed the guard the passes and then we saw them. They were their smiling at us and Stacy squealed again.

"So you guys are the lucky winners," Harry smirked. "What are your name?" Niall asked in his Irish Accent.

"My-my-name is St-Stacy. And this is Theresa, I mean Teassa." She stammered.

"Hello," I said. Harry's orbs were staring at me, his gorgeous mop of hair shaped his face perfectly. 'Why would Harry stare at a ugly girl like me?' I thought.

"Tessa?" Harry asked. Stacy was now chatting away with other band members.

"Yes," I said.

"Would you like to be my girlfriend?" He asked his orbs were shining in the light. Harry Styles, the most famous person in the most famous boy band, just asked me out.

"Yes!" I said and hugged him.

Squid ward voice: 6 gruesome months later at Harry's House.

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"Harry! I can't believe were going to tour!" I squealed! After Harry asked me out we had many dates. My stepmom still doesn't know about Harry and I.

"Yeah, we are Tessa! I also have a surprise for you," he smirked. He grabbed my hand and dragged me to his bedroom. He locked the door and---

*cue s*x scene* [Im not writing it]

The next morning I woke up hugging Harry. He leaned in for a kiss. Our lips crashed and I didn't even smell anything because it's a fanfiction and our morning breaths disappeared.

Soon we boarded the tour bus. Our first stop was Australia. A million girls were screaming and waving and were trying to touch my Harry. Suddenly a hand com the crowd snatched my hand!

"Who the f**k are you? Harry help!" I screamed. Harry rushed over with Nisl, Luis, and Zayn. Too late-the man put his hand on my mouth and pushed me into the car with the word that said 'FREE CANDY' on the door. Harry, the gang and the security were running towards us, but too late the driver drove off.

The guy who had his hand over my mouth mouth moved his hand. "Were going to get money from Harry Styles!" He celebrated. Since I didn't have self deference skills, I as hopelless, but that didn't stop me from taking my phone and calling 911.

"It's 911 how may we assist you," said a deep voice.

"Kidnapped...free candy van...Harry Styles.." Was all I could say before the kidnapper snatched my phone and hung up the phone.

"You are a smart b***h aren't you? Well too bad, untill we get the money, we don't release you!" Said the cold voice of the kidnapper.

Suddenly their was a white car in front of the van. We halted and saw Harry come out of the van with two guns. The guy on my right was opening the door so I pushed him out and ran to Harry.

"Tessa! Here grab this illegal gun I somehow managed to get. Now shoot this nitwits even though you don't have any self defense skills!" Harry shouted in that weird voice and threw me a gun. 'What is up with this weird voice!'

I thought, but a i didn't have much time to ponder on it because the kidnappers also took out their guns.

"Step back you hôés!" I shouted threateningly. "I can shoot like a ninja and kill y'all!"

And me and Harry shot all four kidnappers at ther feet and made them fall down. But the one of them shot me on my right shoulder and I leaned towards Harry for support.

At the right timing, the police came and arrested the kidnappers. It all became a blur from then on...

Harry was sitting next to my bed in the hospital.

"Bad news," said the doctor. "She's in a coma." Harry looked at me and started sobbing.

Oh and if you're wondering, this is a fanfic and so I can do whatever I want. For now, I have chosen to have super vision so I could see what's going on while I'm in a comma.

**2 f**king years later**

I was still in the hospital. Harry visited me everyday. Today, he surprisingly brought his guitar. He strung it.

"Baby you light up my world like nobody else," {A/N: I'm not gonna bother pasting the song cuz it's even annoying writing this...}

He finished the song and kissed me on my lips, passionately. I opened my eyes and kissed back.

"Tes-" he couldn't say anymore because I was kissing him. Hard. After a few minutes we broke apark smirking

"You saved my life." I said. He kissed me and we lived happily ever after like in a Disney Movie.

The f***king end.

A/N: So tell me if you liked my cliché Fanfiction... Adios!