Hello. Chapter ten is now up. Sorry for not posting but it has been the holiday season and all, and I haven't had time to post, so please forgive me. This chapter is short compared to others but I wanted this to be a filler chapter so I could give you guys something to read. :) Remember feedback,feedback,feedback aka comment. Vote and share!! Love you all :)
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A week had passed since we had last seen the boys. We had also received our test results for our Geography exam and I got 100%. I guess the studying all payed off.
This whole week after seeing the boys has been a bumpy one. Bella keeps on lashing out at me for 'flirting' with Harry. She tells me that she owns him and that she has liked One Direction longer than me and so she is entitled to Harry. To me, Harry isn't an object that you are entitled to, he is a person to me, Bella just sees him as her toy or her 'future husband' as she likes to call it.
Lara also hasn't been in Bella's good books. Lara is defending me and saying that Harry seems to be interested in me and that Bella should be happy for me, and that it isn't my fault. Bella is outraged with this and hasn't been talking to us at all. I really don't understand what has gotten into her.
This week Harry and I have been texting everyday. It's just that he is so down to earth. I can talk to him about all my problems and he also knows how to flatter me. He constantly reminds me how beautiful I am and that I'm the nicest person he has ever met. I definitely feel although I am getting closer and closer to him.
Although with all this drama this week, it seemed to have all flown by and it is the weekend. I have no tests to study for an I am utterly and completely bored.
I text Lara if she wanted to do something but she is going away for the weekend and can't hang out. I was on the urge of texting Bella, but the tension between us recently has made me think twice about wanting to be around her.
I plopped down lazily on my bed. I was now getting bored out of my brains. I would read a book but I am so over reading, I have been reading every single one of my text books for tests and what not recently.
"Beep, Beep."
There goes my phone. I cross my fingers that it isn't some kind of face book notification. I quickly turn the screen of my phone on, and a wide grin spreads across my face. It was Harry.
How could I forget that I had his number in my phone? I've only texted him like everyday of this week.
I read the message that he sent me and my heart starts to pound like a drum. I place my hand over my heart hoping that it doesn't fall out of my chest.
'Hey, wanting to ask you all week but I have been busy. Um.. would you like to go out today? x'
I am quick to answer back, but am unsure how to respond. Does he mean go out with the rest of the boys or just us to? I answer back.
'Sure.. but will it just be us two or the other boys? x'
I feel stupid by asking this. He might notice that I want it to be the two of us and he might get creeped out and then hate me for the rest of my li--.
My thoughts get interrupted by another message tone.
'Just the two of us.... if that's ok with you x'
I actually want to scream and it's weird for me to feel like this because no other boy makes me react like he does. I start to type as quick as possible wanting to start getting ready to see him.
'Of course, where will we meet? :) x'
I await for his answer and when I get it, I start to get up and rush over to my wardrobe.
'Meet me at the French restaurant down the road from our hotel in about two hours x'
'Ok'
I continue to look through every nook and cranny of my wardrobe until I find the perfect outfit. I do want to impress him, he doesn't have to even try, but I do.
I found a wonderful outfit that would suit the whole occasion. (see outfit on the right)
My mind is whirling. I am just so fricken happy right now and I can contain my excitement. Ok, Ok he is asking for like just dinner or whatever, but it seems like a date to me so I'm going to go all out. Like come on this is the first time a guy has asked me 'out'.
The clock hits seven and after I had created a whole mess in my room, I am officially ready to go. I fill my mum in with all the details and she agrees to drive me there. This is going to be great!
