Any Other Day- Chapter 1

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by madiboo5

by madiboo5

*AUTHORS NOTE* So this is my first fanfic so I'm sorry if it sucks. I might just write the first chapter and see how people like it. And I'm going to probably end up adding real things/names in my life into it. Please tell me how you like it and if I should do more!!

~Chapter 1~

"Guys what if they walk in right now. You know how crazy that would be???" Morgan said enthusiastically. We were all sitting in Arby's, my favorite restaurant, eating our food and discussing tonight's concert. Christie, Morgan, and I were best friends. I couldn't ask for better friends. We all started out on a softball team together a few years back and now we were mutually in love with a band. One Direction.

"If they walked in, someone better tie me down because I don't know what I would do to Harry." Christie mumbled between her fries.

"You have a boyfriend." I spoke up. I don't normally talk while I have food in front of me.

"So? Madi you would do the same thing if you an-" Morgan gave Christie a harsh glare.

"Sorry..." I had gotten over my last relationship fairly quickly but it still hurt to hear his name. You tend to believe someone when they say "I love you" and promise you forever. I just laughed so she knew it wasn't a big deal.

The other thing about us three was that we all loved different boys in the band. Christie was a full-hearted Harry girl, Morgan a spastic Louis girl, and Me, I was hopelessly in love with the blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty Niall.

"I'm done." I stated, finishing the last of my chocolate turn over.

"Dang, can you slow down?" The other two girls weren't even half way done with their sandwiches.

"Nope." I flicked my dirty blonde hair from my blue eyes.

Finally, Morgan and Christie had finished and we got up to leave.

"Where to now?" I asked. We were in Downtown and there weren't very many shops. My phone buzzed and I took it out of my pocket. A text from my mom.

"My mom wants subway for lunch. We can stop by the gym then walk around the arena?" The two girls nodded and we headed down Main street.

"Thanks! Don't get into any trouble!" My mom yelled after me as I walked out the gym doors. I just rolled my eyes in response. I was 17, she seriously needed to stop babying me.

"Let's go."

"What if we run into them around the arena???"

"MORGAN!" Christie and I chorused.

"It could happen!!" she protested.

Little did I know, it definitely could..