Interrogation and Dates

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Chapter 3: Interrogation and Dates

“How was your stalking Ivy?”

It’s the first question I ask my sister as I walk through the door at 9 pm. It’s the first question she expects. Plus there’s the added bonus of me not having to tell her where I’ve been; drawing suspicion away from me. I’m also a little surprised to see her sitting on my bed too. I thought she was going to Eve’s and when she goes to Eve’s it always ends in a sleepover. That has to be my next question and I mentally store the question away in a file titled ‘Next’.

“IT. WAS. AMAZING!!!” Ivy spurts as soon as she registers my question. It crosses my mind that perhaps, even for the sake of being secretive, I shouldn’t encourage her to be all creepy and stalkerish.

“Mmmm,” I hum “I see. So, I’m guessing that you met them then?” I raise my eyebrow at her. There is no way that she didn’t meet this ‘One Direction’ with a reaction like that. My guess is correct. Ivy’s eyes get wide and dreamy and she is silent for a while, obviously reliving the experience. Basking in their star… dom… ness….?

“Yes. I did.” She says simply as she snaps out of her silence. I make random gestures with my hands hoping that she gets the fact that I want her to elaborate. “Well, basically, Eve and I met them.” She too is now making excited gestures with her hands. “It was sooo cool Hope. First we couldn’t find them.” She groans, reliving the frustration I’m guessing. “Then, we were almost about to give up so Eve and I went to Alauddin Sweets because we wanted to get some so we’d have something for the movies, and there they were. I can tell you, Eve and I were so confused. I mean we’d been looking around for about an hour! AN HOUR! And we couldn’t find them, but when we decide to give up, they’re there.” Ah, but isn’t that always the case? “Anyway, we immediately ran up to them asking for autographs and stuff. OMG and guess what?” Somehow, Ivy rushes the entire thing out and still has enough to breath basically scream the question at me.

“What?” I ask with all the enthusiasm I can muster. I’m starting to regret asking the question in the first place.

“ZAYN CALLED ME BEAUTIFUL!!!” She screams again. This time the scream is so loud I have to cover my ears for the sake of wanting to keep my hearing. I watch as Ivy’s mouth opens again and I prepare for another scream but instead I hear a soft sigh. “And Niall gave me a hug. Louis was so funny! Liam wasn’t there though. I think he was out with Danielle and –“

“Who’s Danielle?” I question Ivy, starting to get lost. I only just started to remember the name of the band and she expects me to know the names of the guys in the band. She’s insane.

“Danielle, my poor ignorant sister, is Liam’s girlfriend. They’re so cute together. I can’t believe that three girls are lucky enough to be going out with guys from One Direction. They’re like, my idols.” She gushes and I can’t help roll my eyes. They may be in a band but these One Direction boys are still just people. People who got extremely lucky.

“So you saw all the boys except Liam?” I question Ivy. I guess now I’m just indulging her, but hey, it’s funny to watch her get all fangirly on some poor unsuspecting guy’s asses.

“Yes!” Ivy cheered, beaming from ear to ear. A frown suddenly replaces the grin and I wonder why, her facial expressions always change so much. “Although, we didn’t see Harry. He was supposed to be there and when I asked the rest of the guys they said he’s disappeared, it was really weird.” Her frown deepens into a look of contemplation and I feel as though I’m missing something. Something really important.

“So, why aren’t you at Eve’s?” I question her, trying to get rid of her frown and creased brow. I had to ask the question eventually so why not now? “I thought you were staying over?” It was an innocent question on my part, but obviously not the right one. Ivy launches into an explanation of Eve getting jealous because she didn’t get a hug, and then them arguing all the way to Eve’s house until Ivy asked to be taken home. Wow, the drama of a 12 year old.

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