Author's Note:// Hello guuuuuyssss! Sorry if i only updated now. I know it's too late but i will make it up to you. No promises because i'm afraid i might break it. Soooo, how's life? Boring question but still. HAHAHA. Anyway, i actually thought of making a new story but i realized that i wasn't even done with this thing. So let's just stick with finishing this one.
And i almost forgot!
Thank you for making me reach up to 1000+ reads. Words cannot describe and aren't enough to thank all of you.
Gosh, i sound like a won a Grammy. Lol.
Everybody can dream right?
And i'm sorry for the wrong grammar for the previous chapters, i just noticed it now. :)) Hihihi. if i had the time, i will rewrite it and make it right. :)
Love lots :*
Officialbrielle
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Brianna's POV: Okay, so let’s summarize what just happened before my eyes. I just got an argument with Bonnie last Saturday which resulted for my dad to force me even more to go to that farm where he grew up practically grabbing my summer away from me, riding a very rusty old car that we barely use anymore for how many hours ago, arriving this gloomy farm with my odd relatives – I’m exaggerating if you must know – and now meeting the One Direction? As in the ONE DIRECTION everybody’s gossiping about? All of the people in the place have been literally swooning once they get a glimpse of them on magazines – now that, I’m not exaggerating- I get to see them in person?! As in; in front me right now. Currently looking at me as if I’ve seen a ghost, currently asking me if I’m alright, currently sitting on my grandmother’s old dining set, currently –
Hey wait, why am I freaking out and babbling in my thoughts? I’m not a fan anyway.
But you’re seeing five delicious lads before your eyes! How could you not freak out?! Everybody’s dying to be in your position! Man up! Another voice in my head interrupted me. What the actual hell?! Did I just say that they are five ‘delicious’ lads? God, they’ve got this spell on me that I don’t know what to believe. Oh, song reference. Geez, I don’t know but whatever they’ve done to me must’ve worked.. real hard.
“Bri? Are you okay? Looks like you’ve seen a ghost.” Dad nudged my side that quickly snapped me out my trance. I shook my head immediately and did a double-take. I looked at them one by one, from my dad, to Grandma Leila, to Uncle Mitchell, to the name I shouldn’t mention, to the lads – one by one.
“Are you okay? Let me repeat, it looks like you’ve seen a ghost.” Dad caressed my arm up and down and I slowly yanked away taking a step back with perplex looked on my face.
“Am I dreaming?” I questioned, gazing my attention towards my dad, ignoring his question then peeking at the One Direction boys.
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