Chapter 3

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That day I woke up with a headache, but i just drank a bit! i wasn't even drunk!

It was going to be Laura's birthday party (Eleanor's older sister) and i didn't have anything to wear that night. Eleanor offered to lend me her clothes but i wanted my own. I had money saved to pay the half of my ticket to fly to America, that's why i didn't want to spend money.

But i think this was an emergency of fashion. ''El!'' I yelled at her and she replied from inside the bathroom, ''wazzup?'' she made a pathetic american accent. I don't get why our accent call the british atenttion.. It's dumb. ''I'm going shopping for Laura's party okay?'' I took the car keys. ''oi! can i go?'' I herad her saying.

I really wanted to go alone. Is not that i didn't want her to go with me, but i spend A LOT choosing clothes and i didn't want to bother her. Apart, she needed to go and help Laura with the guests of the party. ''erm.. i want to go alone El..'' I was hoping that she didn't get mad at me. ''oh.. that's okay'' I took a deep breath, ''hey, why don't you call Louis and invite him to the party?'' I suggested her. It was a great idea, even though they're not dating or.. well, i didn't even know what was happening with them. ''yes! fantastic idea Furby! that's why i love you!'' She yelled me back. of course you do, but i don't when you call me that i thought.

I made my way to the door and locked it behind me. I turned the car and started driving. This car was a miracle! it was a black small car that Eleanor and I used to go everywhere. The sunshine was reflecting in my cheeks while i was listening to the cd that Elanor left the other day. Rihanna.

I went to River Island, nothing.

Urban Outfitters, nothing.

Jack Wills, nothing.

It was already getting late. I got some shoes from Office and then made my way to Topshop. I was crossing my fingers to find something that i like.

When i entered to the store, i immediately made my way to where the clothes were. I was inspecting a pair of black & white trousers when i saw two girls staring at me. I raised my glace to see them and they made faces of disgust. Okay, this was awkward. I'm not used to people to look me that way. ''problem?'' I asked them and they just walked away with nothing to say. They had probably 14 or 15 years old.. weirdos.

I took the pair of trousers and a white blouse that matched really well. I turned my face to the left and shit.. there he was.. Niall was making his way down the electric stairs. I quickly looked around for a place to hide. I know, that's stupid, but i didn't want him to recognize me.

I walked where the underwear was and started looking for something cute. I watched the way Niall was sopposed to be and he wasn't there. I took a deep breath and relaxed, he was probably gone. I took a black bra and looked at it while i curled my lip. It had a little pink bow in the centre. Even though i'm not that feminine i love to buy lingerie!

''BOO!'' I jumped from my spot and accidentally threw the clothes shelf. ''wait.. what? how..'' I tried to say while i was on the floor with my eyes wide opened looking at Niall wearing a white V shirt, jeans and he was holding a same white shirt and same jeans. That was strange.. really.

''oh, shit'' He whispered laughing, helping me to get up and putting the clothes over the shelf again. ''that's a nice one..'' he said looking at my shoulder. I looked over it and there was a pink bra hanging. I blushed and put it down. ''erm.. i was about to buy something else'' I informed him even though he didn't ask. ''how.. how did you know i was here?'' I asked him biting my lip.

''erm.. i didn't. I was shopping and well, your curls are unmistakable.'' He smiled taking a tress of my hair. I smiled and blushed looking at the floor. ''I need to pay for this, so.. see you soon Nialler'' I told him patting his shoulder and walking away.

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