Chapter 1

16 2 0
                                    

Vanessa's P.O.V
"What today,what today? "I asked myself.

I really need to start a sport or workout". I said to myself looking at my stomach close to hanging over the top of my jeans.

"What time is?" 3:41. Shit! "Iva is waiting for me all alone at Starbucks."(sorry where drinking Starbucks now)

"Go,go,go,go!" Like always nothing goes my way I end up tripping down the stairs.

A big bruise ends up on my chin and cheek.

"Hey sweetie"! My mother speaks, what she was there the whole time and didn't help?

"Uh.. a little help please"? "Okay, okay I'm coming,calm your balls". My mom said.

"Bye! Have to go meet Iva." Before she could say anything I walked outside the door locking it, started walking.

I could be driving but nooo the engine to my car has to be stupid.

When I walked into Starbucks I saw Iva in the corner drinking a mocha latte.

I went up to the counter and the most yummy boy ever came up behind me. Wait, pay attention order!

"Can i please have a pumpkin spice latte with lots of foam, adding a wink at the end so he knew what I meant.

I read his tag Tyler, well Tyler started blushing like crazy. I flipped my hair at the end I have that type of effect.

After a along I for my name to be called after a while my name was called looking at I got mad. As always they spelt my name "Vunessa" where do you hardly hear a U!

As I walked over there to Iva she was laughing at someone on her phone. Me trying to be noisy as I was walking I saw it was a boy with brown messy hair and green eyes?

Why is she on Skype with a boy?! She just got out of a relationship with some a boy named Zen or was it Zayn I can't remember.

But people say he's getting married to some girl named Perrie Edwards!
"Hey the one and only Iva". I spoke to her.

Quickly I saw her finger click the end button and start smiling nervously.

The good thing about Iva you can easily get a secret out of her.
"Soooo..... who was the babe on the phone I said ruffling my hair a little."

"What... that was my...cousin Harold from Iceland? Iva said nervously again.

"Yeah he's in a group called one d... I mean White Eskimo yeah he's not famous at all."

"I never asked if he was famous or not Iva". I said I knew in a matter of seconds the truth would slip out.

Him. A One direction love storyWhere stories live. Discover now