Mystery girl

Chapter 2

Ariana POV:

Who the hell makes a fake Irish accent, who by the way was horrible and it really needs some practice. Then they "order pizza" and say they're Niall Horan. Wow talk about someone needs to grow up.

I just sat in my office fidgeting with some eraser i had for a good while until i got another phone call.

"I WANT YOU TO ROCK ME ROCK ME, YEAH!"

"Hi, Ariana? please Don't hang up, its me again the guy you didn't believe is Niall horan."

Does this guy have mental issues? He really needs to stop lying who he is and maybe I won't hang up on him.

"Ariana are you there?"

"Yeah, yeah. What do you want Fake Horan?" I begin to laugh at what i called him. It would be crazy if that's actually Niall and I'm calling him a fake horan. But then again why in the hell would Niall horan have my number.

"Well I Kind of noticed that you sounded a little sad, and I wanted to see if you are alright?" Fake Nialls tone seems with so much sympathy, but i find that creepy because why in the hell would he be paying so much attention to my voice.

Oh that's right Ariana because he is pedo. Wait why am I still talking to him? I am going to get myself kid napped when I'm going home.

"Listen mister Fake Horan I don't know what your real name is and well i don't care. Just leave me alone. My day has been bad enough i Really don't need a stalker asking me questions."

"Wait Ariana I'm not a stalker, i just heard the tone in your voice and i wanted to see that you're alright."

I sighed "I'm okay, okay? Can you leave me alone now?"

"I guess I should.. Wait...."

What the hell does he want now? My apartment address, Work place, Licence plates,Blood type?? God why can't I just be in peace for one.

"What."

"Why don't you believe that I'm REALLY Niall."

Maybe because Niall horan is too perfect to call a random person like me.

"Oh i don't know, i think because Niall Horan would never call a number like mine. And why would he have my number first of all. That's another weird and sketchy thing. A celebrity like that wouldn't call a girl like me."

The fake horan stopped and took a deep breath. "Okay then lets say I'm not Niall horan."

"Then who are you?"

"I'm uh Luke Maddens."

"Well that wasn't so hard now was it Luke?"

He sighed but I knew he nodded. For some reason i liked talking to Luke. He was not boring or awkward when he spoke to me. And i prefer speaking to someone over the phone then face to face i felt more comfortable.

"I should probably hang up, I don't want to look like a creeper." Luke said as his tone seemed a little sad.

"Took late." I said sarcastically.

Luke stayed quiet. Oh great the bore didn't get the joke. Some people should appreciate my sense of humor when i actually say it allowed. People are such bores.

"I was kidding, chill." I laughed awkwardly and scratched my head. For some reason I wanted to continue talking to him so i tried keeping conversation going.

"Hey Luke?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm bored... Really bored. And i guess what i'm saying is that well i need someone to talk to. Someone to entertain me, and I'm not so good at making friends in person. And for some strange reason I-I like talking to you. So what I'm saying ..."