Hi. ♡ I write imagines for all you dirty directioners. So, inbox or comment and I'll write you an imagine. ♡
~ Lauren ♡
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I leaned over to turn off my alarm, "Brooke, it's time to get up!" I said trying to be cheerful instead of grouchy.
"Oh, already," she groaned.
We plopped out of bed and hurried to the bathroom.
"Can I borrow your mascara?" Brooke asked me.
"Yeah, pass me the blush,"
"Lauren, I'm so excited!"
"Me too, I'm gonna do it,"
"Really? You're gonna kiss him?" A smirk played on her lips.
"I won't be able to control myself!" I dramatically flipped my perfectly curled hair.
"Well I hope that works out for you, you know.." She questioned grinning.
"What?" I giggled at the silly face she was making.
"If you can manage a kiss from Zayn, I bet I could get one from Harry!" She shrieked.
"Oh my god we could both kiss One Direction!" I turned to look a my phone, "Shit! It's twelve!"
We grabbed our purses and headed towards the door. I kissed my mom and said goodbye.
"Good luck baby doll!" She spoke as shut the car door and waved, grinning at her as we backed down the driveway.
Brooke and I said nothing the whole way, we just grinned and shrieked. She pulled out her phone and plugged it in to the stereo. She cranked the volume and I gasped.
"I love this song!" I gushed.
"You're sooo pretty when you cry, when you cry, wasn't ready to hear you say goodbye!" We sang. Nobody Compares was close to my favorite song on the Take Me Home album from One Direction. Of course I love all the songs.
Soon enough we were at the signing. I drove to the parking lot and it was empty. "Are we early?" Brooke questioned.
"Yeah? I think so?" I picked up my phone and checked the dates and times. "It's says it starts at 2:00?"
"We aren't that early though, it's like.... Oh, it's only 1:30," she said checking her phone.
"Well it can't hurt! We'll just get a great spot in line!"
We shrieked excitedly. I exited the car and we walked over to the gates that held the signing table within them. "Hello?" I opened the gate looking for someone to guide us in the right direction. We roamed the open space looking for the signing booth. We soon gave up and slumped against a wall. I was scrolling though my Instagram admiring my newsfeed. It mostly consisted of pictures of my favorite band. I looked up when I heard Brooke gasp.
"Hello girls," Five British and one Irish voice said towering over us. I was stunned, I couldn't say anything. "You two are early," Harry pointed out. I thought Brooke was going to cry. She gasped as Harry stepped forward and bent to help her up. "Hi," she said gingerly. Her eyes were wide with amazement.
"Who do you fancy love?" Zayn asked stepping forward just as Harry had.
"You," the shy words slipped from my mouth before I could stop them.
"Really? You look like a Louis girl. Aye Lou?" He turned his head gesturing towards Louis. He shook his head and laughed.
"Well, whats your name love?" Zayn asked.
