Falling in love at a coffee shop

Chapter Eight (Maybe)

After finishing their coffee, the girls left, (and Chrissy swears she can hear someone clapping) and went back to the flat.

"That was fun." Clara grins at everyone.

"You punched a guy!" Chrissy tells her.

"Correction. I punched a douchenozzle."

"That has to be the dumbest insult I've ever heard in my life." Vera face palms. "You couldn't think of anything better? You're such a bing bong."

Clara shrugs.

"Had to stand up for myself. The boy had no R-E-S-P-E-C-T."

"Don't you dare start!" Vera points a finger at her in warning.

"And seriously? Bing bong? You're calling me out for bad insults and that's what YOU have?"

Vera glares for a moment before facing away.

"So what are our plans for the day?" Joanna interrupts, just so they don't argue already.

"I thought we'd just hang around. There's not really anything I can think of to do." Chrissy answers.

"Let's be tourists." Joanna suggests.

"Oh god. And ask people things like 'when's the 8 o'clock show?'" Bianca said, putting on a high pitched and confused sounding "tourist voice".

"I'm down." Clara tells her.

"Big Ben, then?" Chrissy smiles.

"Let's go." Vera walks in front of everyone and takes the lead.

When they get there, there's definitely tourists everywhere.

Taking pictures so it looks like they're leaning against Big Ben.

"Clara. £5 if you go ask that person for the time. In French." Vera points to a young women in the crowd.

"Deal." Clara walks over to them.

"Bonjour, mademoiselle. Pardonne moi, il est quelle heure?"

"Sorry, I do not speak French." She answered, very slowly.

Clara nodded and went back.

"Now, pay up."

"Did you actually believe I was going to pay you?" Vera answered.

"Every goddamn time, Clara." Joanna put an arm on her friend's head.

"Jo! There's children around. Watch it." Chrissy said.

"Yeah, I'd never dirty my mouth with such filthy language." Clara looked away dramatically.

"Keep telling yourself that, Clara." Bianca patted her arm.

"Well, shit, guys. Have a little faith in me." Clara put her hands on her hips.

"Alright. Get into picture positions." Joanna pulled out her mobile phone.

Clara and Chrissy took a picture with Chrissy on Clara's back and Bianca jumped in front.

Joanna took a selfie, and Vera photobombed in the back.

They got a stranger to take a picture of all five of them.

Vera and Clara almost wound up next to each other, but they made disgusted noises and stood on opposite ends.

They spent the rest of the day just goofing around, and laughing.

They grabbed some fish and chips at a stand, and ate.

"Hey, does anyone want the rest of my chips?" Vera asked.

"I do!" Clara called and grabbed the basket.

Clara's mobile vibrated.

"Who is texting me? All the people I message are sitting here."

She opens the text and it reads:

'Hey, Blondie! You left your number at our shop last week. The other lads were wondering if you wanted to go to the cinema tonight. Liam says to look nice, because we're planning on dinner after. See you at 6!'

"Do we have plans tonight?" Clara asks the group.

"We do now. You read it aloud." Chrissy tells her.

"It's 2 now, so we have 4 hours." Bianca says.

"Dress shopping!" Joanna exclaims, jumping up and grabbing Chrissy and Vera by the arms who grab Clara and Bianca.

They all get dragged to the dress shop.

Where Clara gets a strapless dark blue dress, Vera a one-shouldered gold, Chrissy's had a strapless black top and a dark pink bottom, Bianca got one with a strapless leopard print top and black bottom, and Jo got a strapless silver one.

"That was the longest time I have ever spent just trying on dresses." Clara says when they leave at 4.

Chrissy grunts in agreement.

"But now you can look good for Harry!" Jo teases, nudging Clara.

"And you for Liam, Jo." She teases back.

"I look good." Vera says, holding up her dress bag.

"I'm gonna look hot for Louis." Bianca says.

"Let's go! I have about an hour and a half to do your hair and makeup!" Joanna jumps and grabs a cab.

By the time everyone is all ready, it's time to go meet up with the boys.