The Outcome (Harry Styles)

Chapter 1

             Its not like I care about them... They're just another boy band, though they are good-looking. I study the surroundings around me, I was on the first level of a gigantic mall in Edinburgh, scuffling my purple sneakers along the white marble floor. I was also in a line by a food court, waiting for what every teenage girl dreams of. Now you probably ask, 'Why are you in a line for the most popular band ever, One Direction, if you hate them?'

Well I can answer that question perfectly well. My name is Nina Nesbitt, I am a pale and short sixteen year old girl with chocolate brown eyes, pale pink lips, bleached hair, and a button nose. I am here today because of my best friend, Jessie. She too is sixteen, and is the sweetest, nicest, maybe even prettiest person you will ever meet.

The line shifted bringing me closer to my final destination.

Jessie couldn't be here today. Why? She's sick. Sick. The words wrung through my head, giving me a headache. She wasn't just sick, she had cancer, the word brought a thorn to my heart as I remember the memory quite well.

"You should totally go!" Jessie said giggling as she shifted in her hospital bed.

"Jess," I pause focusing on her pinkie toe I was painting green, "I don't even like them, why should I go to a signing?"

" 'Cause, I like them and you know I can't go, Mr. Pennythistle said I'm on bed rest," everything became quiet. We don't like to mention about her sickness. I look up, giving her a grim look, "Fine," I manage to breath out. She smiles, revealing her dimples. I haven't seen that smile sense the time she got to go out of the hospital to go get ice cream.

"Yay!" she claps her hands like a small child laughing her perfect laugh, "Can you mention me? Or like have them write a note or something to me? Or sign my 1D shirt? Or-"

"Jesus, calm down!" I giggle, "You ruined your fancy pedicure." I say screwing the lid on the green nail polish, glancing down at her now messed up toe nails. 

"Oh fuck that shit," she says taking the bottle out of my hand. She finally looked up at me her piercing green eyes. "You should go, it's getting late," I turn my head to see the clock which showed twelve forty-two a.m. I hop off her bed and shuffle across the room, grabbing the magazines that I brought over on the plain white counter.

"Night Jess." I say, it was barely a whisper.

"Night Nina," I take my final glance at her bald head turning in her pillow.

I was broken from my thoughts when I heard a loud scream of joy. "OMG HARRY STYLES!" The perky scream echoed giving the girl hateful stares. I peer around the twenty people in front of me to see a girl my age with a fake tan, fake blond hair, a black tank top and a short skirt so short it looked like underwear.

I roll my eyes and reach for my phone inside my turquoise hoodie. Thankfully, I had bought the latest Ed Sheeran album and I could zone them out untill then.

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Finally, thank the fucking lord!

I was now next in line. Well that was a waste of two hours, I thought glumly. I Had been waiting here for a while now as you could tell. The things I do for Jessie! Though, I'v been listening to my music I have probably gotten through about six albums.

"Next!" The word snapped me out of my day dream. Putting away my phone, I marched up to a long white table where five fit boys stood, looking like they'd wish to be anywhere else. I grip the white shirt Jessie gave to me and smile like i wanted to be here.

They immediately snapped their heads up and gave fake smiles. "Ello love, need us to sign that for you?" A boy with sea blue eyes and a stripped shirt asks, pointing to the shirt with their faces printed on it. I reconize him as Louis, Jessie told me he was her favorite.

"Erm, yeah," I say handing them the crumpled shirt.

God Nina do you have be so awkward?

What caught my eyes was a curly-headed boy with a jack wills hoodie. Harry. Jessie always said we'd make a perfect couple, I just shrugged it off and told her that I wasn't intrested in dating. Jessie's comment flashed through my mind.

"Can you guys also write a note or something on the back? Make it out to Jessie," I say. "By the way, I'm Nina," I say smiling. I have always been told I was a good actor.

"Niall." A sweet irish boy responded

"Zayn."

"Louis." Ah-ha! I was right!

"Liam."

"Harry." His husky voice rang through my ears giving me butterflys in my stomach.

Wait.... Me? Butterflys? Fuck no.

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Hope you liked the first chapter >.< I am planning to write more just give me time o-o

-Saige xx