~Chapter Two~

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Marissa's POV:

I was at my flat, laying on my couch while flipping through different channels. I knew Emely had some errands to run for the day, and I knew she would text or something when she was done. I heard my phone ding from the kitchen, signaling that someone had sent me a text.

"This better be important." I mumbled under my breath. I was comfy on the couch, and didn't want to get up, but I knew I couldn't ignore it. I looked down at my phone and saw it was Em. Well, it's a good thing I didn't ignore this because she would have killed me. We've been close since we were little, we were pratically sisters. I sighed and opened up the text, wondering what she wanted to tell me.

Oh my god met a hot guy at Starbucks! Come over and stay the night while I text him. Maybe he has a hot friend you can hook up with ;) -E

I put my head back and groaned. Emely knew I had sworn off boys for the whole summer. I didn't feel like getting my heart broken again after I had fallen for the wrong boy. There was no way I was going back to that. I grabbed my car keys anyway then went to the front door. Even if I didn't feel like talking about boys, I always had a good time at Em's place, so why not go ahead and go over? I unlocked my car and hopped in, closing the door behind me and then putting the key in the ignition. I started up the car and then pulled out of the driveway/ The drive only took about three minutes, so I left the radio off and put all the windows down, letting the wind blow through my dark brown, wavy hair.

Once I reached Emely's flat I beeped my horn twice to tell her that I was here and then got out of my car, locking it. I put my keys in the back pocket of my jean shorts while walking up her driveway and then opened up her door, knowing it would be unlocked. She was on the couch, looking down at her phone as her thumbs quickly sent a message to who I could only think was the guy she met at Starbucks. She had a huge grin on her face and I couldn't help but smile. I loved seeing my best friend happy, I mean, who wouldn't?

"Hey Em." I say while closing the door behind me. I walk over to where she is and plop down on the couch next to her. "So who's mystery boy?" I ask her, putting my feet up on the coffee table that was placed in front of her couch.

"His name is Niall Horan." She happily sighed while smiling.

"Niall, as in Niall from One Direction?" I ask her, almost not believing it. She thought for a minute, and then her mouth went wide open. She hadn't put the name and the band together yet. Her face was pretty priceless, full of pure shock. I couldn't help but laugh a little.

"I didn't even realize that was who he was until now." She says before starting to laugh as well. I continue to laugh and shake my head. "But he seems really sweet and cute. And I love his accent." She gushes, unable to stop smiling. "And he keeps using hearts and smiley faces when he sends me messages."

"That's adorable Em, but I hope you know this means I'm not meeting his friends." I tell her with a sigh. "Especially not that Harry guy." I make a disgusted face. "We both know my plan for the summer, and none of those boys fit in it. I mean, I don't want to take away from your fun, so do what you want with Niall. Just don't pull me along." She sighed, trying to hide a guilty look. "Oh god, what did you do?" I ask her.

"Well, you're going to hate me but we're sort of going over there for lunch tomorrow." She says while giving me a sly smile. Now it was my mouth that was wide open. "Just give it a chance Marissa! Who knows, maybe one of them will surprise you." She shrugs. "Plus, Niall told me some things about each of the guys. I think it will be just fine." She says with a nod. She was always so optimistic, I never understood it. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair.

"Fine, fine I'll go. But I'm not putting on a fake personality. I'm going to be myself." I tell her, leaning back on the couch. Emely nodded and smiled.

"Perfect. I can't wait for you to meet him. We talked for less than ten minutes in person, and he just seems perfect." She says. I just nod my head, giving her a small smile. But I had a bad feeling about all of this. What was I getting myself into?

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