Finally Found You (One Direction Love Triangle)

Chapter 5- Snogging means Kissing Right?

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So hey guys! Thanks for all the reads seriously! It means so much for me! I have the next chapter ready to post so I'll probably post it today too :)

The interview at the side was something like the one Sophie saw while she was trapped in the bathroom! Poor S :'(

Well Enjoy!

Sophie's point of view:

Oh man. What to do? I'm trapped here in a bathroom, in the backstage part of a concert. The worst part? This bathroom was like hidden at the end of a freaking dark hallway, and there was a lot of noise outside.

I took out my phone trying to text or call Harry, but when I need him the most, he didn't pick up. What is he doing that he can't answer anyway, it's not like he's talking to Taylor Swift already...

Ugh! I sat down with my head against the wall knowing that there was no way I could get out of here on my own. I took out my phone, and started speaking to Josh via wattsapp.

I finally remembered why I missed him so much. He makes me laugh all the time, even though we weren't really speaking, his texts were sweet and sarcastic. We talked non-stop for about 10 minutes, and still nobody had come around!

I started searching the web, deciding to stalk Harry and One Direction, since I knew so little about them. Wow, this Liam guy has a strange fear of spoons? And the other one, Louis, has an addiction to Carrots?

Hell, these boys were a bit crazy.

I clicked on an interview, where a man asked them all sorts of questions, when one specifically caught my eye.

Interviewer: So who is the flirt of the group?

Louis, Liam and Niall: Harry, definitely Harry!

Zayn: Oh yeah, no doubt Harry!

So Harry is a flirt huh? Why I'm I not surprised?

Interviewer: So Harry, are you kind of like a player then?

Harry: No no not a player, I would say... just good with the ladies.

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So Harry is a player jaja I'm going to bother him with that all the time! But to my shock, it hurt a little, knowing that he could get any girl he wanted, when he decided it. Was I jealous? Hell, no. After reading all this stuff, I think we might be better off as friends.

Right?

There was a knock on the door that woke me out of my deep thoughts.

"Hello? Is there someone in there?" A male voice asked worriedly.

"Yes!" The door is locked! Could you please help me get out?" I answered.

"Sure! Wait here, I'm gonna go get the key." The guy said. He sounded young, like about my age.

After a few minutes, he came back, and opened the door. I looked at him and gave him a grateful smile. Wow. He was kind of hot. Why was everyone in London so attractive? Damn.

But the problem was, he didn't have an English accent, he sounded American, just like me. He had light brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. He was in pretty good shape, and-

Oh my God. Had I been staring at him this whole time?

"Umm thank you so much". I said trying to break the silence.