Chapter 1

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CHAPTER ONE: Annalise's P.O.V

"Annalise! C'mon! It will be fun!" Makayla shouted. "I don't see what the big deal is! It's just 5 normal guys!" I bit back. She was trying to get me to go to a One Direction concert. I honestly don't see what the big deal is, in fact I kind of feel bad for them. Being chased down everywhere. "WRONG! They are 5 HOT guys with ACCENTS!!" She spat, emphasizing hot and accents. "Fine... What do I wear?" I asked. Knowing Makayla things wouldn't end well if I argued with her. "Whatever you want, as long as you don't look better than me!" She flipped her hair. I chuckled. "Okay, well, I'm going shopping. You wanna come?" I asked while running up to my room to change. "Nah, I better go and pack, after the concert tomorrow my family and I are going to South Shields." Ugh I'm going to be alone. "Oh, okay well, see you tomorow." I called from the top of the stairwell. I heard the door open and then close. I sighed. It's not that great living alone. Well, alone with my cat Eddy. I left my mom when she remarried to a complete douche bag named Ryan, so I'm now alone. I put on some light washed ripped jean shorts and a white lace top along with my wire and lavender floral print doc martins. I reached for my bag and walked out the door.

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I pulled up to the shopping center parking lot and started walking along the sidewalk of shops across the street from a high class hotel. I looked up at the hotel. Grande Residence was the best hotel in Bradford. I looked up at the balcony to see a curly haired boy resting his chin lazily on his hand. His facial features almost angelic-like. His lips were a rosey pink color, skin was pale but slightly tanned, and his hair was swept to the side in the front, but ruffled and layered in the back. He was breath-taking. His emerald eyes met mine and he shot up from his position. I felt my cheeks flush with pink am I panicked running into Urban Outfitters. At least I ran into a good store.

Smooth Annalise, smooth.

I felt a soft hand on my shoulder. "Hello, love." His accent echoed through me and he smiled.

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