Pandora's Box ~ON HOLD~

Chapter 13- Broken-Down Exterior

Author’s Note:

I love all of you, okay?

I really couldn’t ask for better fans, you guys are just so amazing and you’ve always followed through with the votes and crap like that! I promise that I will continue providing you guys with decent chapters to read, I promise! I’m not going to be a meany and abandon this book without finishing it like some people. I will finish this book, no matter what! WHOOOOOOOOOOO (but if end up bumping into Niall Horan and he proposes to me, I’m going to take back my promise).

Hehe, much love!

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Alison’s P.o.V

“He said ‘I love you’?” Hayley shouted over the phone.

“Yeah and he said he couldn’t hate me because he loved me too much,” I replied, smiling foolishly at the images in my head from yesterday. “He was so cute”.

“But did you tell him? About Niall?” Hayley nagged, closely sounding like my mother.

“Sort of”

“Sort of? Please tell me you fucking told him! I swear to God, you are so fucking use-“

“Hayley, I’ve told him I like someone else but I didn’t tell him it was Niall…that’s what you told me to do, right?”

“Yes but I kinda thought you would have told him,” she mumbled quietly in defeat. “You know, reverse physiology?”

“Psychology. It’s called reverse psychology, babes,” I corrected her smartly.

“Suck my dick!” she protested, giggling profoundly.

“I’d love to but you don’t have one…” I mumbled, laughing alongside with my friend.

“Bet you’d like to suck Niall’s though,” she snickered, I can imagine her winking at me quirkily.

“Lovely, Hails, lovely. So ladylike of you”, I muttered sarcastically. I was about to reply with a witty comeback but I heard my phone beep, indicating that I had another call waiting. I said goodbye to Hayley and promised her I would call her again and I ended the phone call, I looked at my phone screen and witnessed a missed call from Tyler. I hurriedly called him back, hoping he would pick up.

“Hola, chico!” I beamed. I pressed the phone against my ear and trapped it between my shoulder and my ear. I grabbed my rucksack and took my books out, preparing for another 3 hour long revision, deciding to give up with my social life and focus on my education, just the way my parents want me to live my life.

“Hello, muchacha!” he answered, sounding equally as happy as me.

“What’s on your mind, my Filipino friend?”

“Well…” he began, drawing out the Ls. “Do you have your laptop on you?”

I shifted in my seat, twisting my body around, carefully looking out for my laptop. I spotted it at the end of my bed and smiled, “Yes, sir!”

“Go on Google and type in ‘Niall Horan in London’,” he explained, laughing towards the end. “You looked good that day…”

Almost immediately, my brain went into full curiosity mode. At the mere mention of Niall’s name, I found myself getting extremely interested at the topic. I waited impatiently for my laptop to start and as soon as it did, I hastily went on Google Chrome and typed in what Tyler told me to type. My heart stopped as I read the numerous entries that was displayed on my screen.