Celebrity Bachelor (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10

Vas Happenin?

 

I feel bad; I haven’t written in a while x) But I’ll be writing quite a lot this week, seeing as I don’t have anything else to do :P In the previous chapter, I apologize if your character was sent home…I swear, I picked the names randomly for the first week :P

Guess what I did?! I WROTE A LONG CHAPTER! Do you love me? Huh? DO YA? Yeah, I know you do ;)

Thanks for all your lovely comments and messages x) You guys really put a smile on my face :D Like, a massive, giant, happy smile ;)

Change of subject: Have you guys ever seen white lions? :o They are like, the most beautiful animals on earth. More beautiful than unicorns, and we all know how pretty unicorns are, so white lions are like…better than that. Get it?

Lol, anyways, let’s move on XD enjoy the chapterrr :D

 

Chapter 10:

 

“Wait, I’m confused. Do you like Harry or Niall?” I asked as I lifted a spoonful of Coco Pops to my mouth.

Emma sighed, “Well, as I said, Harry is so sexy, but Niall’s so sweet and funny and kind. He gave me the first impression rose, after all.”

I rolled my eyes, “Yeah, you’ve mentioned that a few times.”

She giggled, “Sorry. But seeing as you got a rose from Louis, do you think he could be ‘the one’.”

I nearly choked on my cereal, “Definitely not. He’s sweet and everything but…But none of them are going to be ‘the one’.”

Emma tucked a piece of her sandy brown hair behind her ear, “You never know Summer, you might surprise yourself. Don’t close doors that haven’t even been opened yet.”

“Such wise words.” I said sarcastically, “As much as I enjoy speaking about the boys for countless hours, could we change the subject?”

“Morning.” Savannah mumbled as she walked into the dining room. Her light auburn hair was pinned into a messy bun.

“Morning.” Emma and I replied. Savannah grabbed a bowl and a spoon, joining us at the table.

I bit my lip. I should probably apologize for…whatever I did to make her upset. “Uh, Savannah?”

Her exhausted gaze met mine, “Yeah?”

“I just want to say I’m sorry for being…Stubborn about the whole Harry thing.”

She shrugged, “It’s not my fault you don’t like him.”

I looked at the camera filming us, and then nervously turned back to Savannah, “Well that’s the thing. I spoke to him at the rose ceremony on Friday, and I guess you can say we made a truce.”