The New Guys (One Direction Fan Fic)

Chapter 2

"Oh my goodness really?!" Cassandra yelled at me. "Don't lie to me Michelle. You are so lucky Harry gave you his number! Have you texted or called him yet?”

"Well no I didn't want to seem too desperate, I mean it's only been like 20 minutes since they left." I replied calmly.

"Well you have to text him now!" she said.

"I guess, fine I'll text him." I said after thinking a bit.

"Yay" said Cassandra while jumping up and down her long wavy hair going everywhere. I am so jealous of her hair, most of the girls are. I love her hair it’s to her waist light brown and wavy. She doesn’t have to do anything to it to make it look awesome. I roll my eyes but smile at her sometimes she's just so adorable. I then reach for the paper in my back pocket but my hand comes up empty. I start freaking out.

"No no no no." I mutter.

"What's wrong?" asked Cassandra.                                                                      

"I lost the paper." I stated.

 "Michelle Marie Juarez. Do. Not. Lie. To. Me." Cassandra said. We were at my house so I quickly changed into shorts and nearly ripped my jeans apart searching for the paper.

“I can't believe I lost Harry Styles phone number." I said while putting my head in my hands.

 “Hey Michelle don't worry about it it's just a number."

“It’s not just a number Cassandra its Harry Styles!” I yelled at her. She looked at me with a shocked face, I never yell at her. Her blue eyes started to water, I felt bad. “Listen Cassandra I’m so sorry I don’t know what came over me you right it’s just a number.” I said softly looking at my purple carpet.

“It’s okay.” she whispered looking at the ground as well.

“Let me make it up to you, want to go poster shopping?” I suggested.

“One Direction posters right?” she asked with a small smile.

“Who else.” I replied making her small smile turn into a huge grin.

“Well what are you waiting for let’s go!” she said while already dragging me out the door.

~~~At the Store~~~

“This one, oh how about this one, maybe this one, or these!” exclaimed Cassandra grabbing 5 posters.

“Get them all, my treat.” I said chuckling observing my crazy best friend.

“Yay I love you!” she yelled out while already running towards the cash register. While people stared at her like if she was a weird 5-year-old.

“I know.” I said after her with a grin. We then left the store to go get some coffee, Cassandra happily prancing around with her posters. As we enter Starbucks we were welcomed with the warm sweet aroma of the baked goods. I closed my eyes to take in the delicious smell; this is why I love coming here it always smells so good.

“One Mango and Passion fruit ice blend please.” I told the cashier.

“Will that be all?” she asked.

“And a regular coffee.” interjected Cassandra. As we were paying for our drinks we notice a big commotion outside. “What the..?” said Cassandra. And that’s when we heard someone scream out ‘Harry’. Harry? As in Harry Styles? “Harry Styles?!?!” gasped Cassandra.

I turn to look and see a much disheveled Harry. Yet he still looked very hot. How does he do that? I see he is still wearing his dirty white Converse but this time he's wearing black skinny jeans a brown jacket with a black t-shirt. And there was his hair, his chocolate curls they were going everywhere but he managed to make them look very good. He was followed by a couple body guards, some who stood at the door keeping the crazed fans outside. By this time everyone in the coffee shop was gaping at him. And there was me frozen like an idiot at the cash register.