Three days later
Millie's POV
We have heard the results are coming out today, I am sooooo excited! Chelsie and I are meeting round my house at 11.00am and the others are coming later. We are all going to go down to Starbucks to have a coffee and maybe a bit of cake to celebrate results day! To be perfectly honest today is the day I have been waiting towards since the day I found out about 1D in the first place.
My mum kept trying to tell me I'm being childish, and that I'm trying to run before I can walk, but I know she's just trying to protect me. She didn't want me to get hurt when I didn't win.
I quickly pushed the thought of my parents from my mind. They live too far away for me to have a close relationship with them. The telephone is our only way of communication. It's too hard.
I opened my wardrobe after my refreshing shower and tried to choose my outfit. I pulled out a few possibilities and layed them on my bed.
In the end I settled with a red crop top and a black skater skirt. Satisfied, I pulled my long blonde hair from its turban and grabbed my hair dryer. I hastily dried my hair and went to find my curling wand.
My mother bought me these thongs for my 16th birthday. As I grabbed each individual hair I contemplated my possibilities and the likely hood of meeting the boys themselves. Hmmmmm..... one in what... 3 billion? God knows. I shook the idea from my head and concentrated on my hair.
When I was happy with my loose curls I opened my makeup bag. I pulled out some foundation and carefully applied it to my face. After powdering my face I applied shimmering eyeshadow and eyeliner. I added mascara and to finish a little matt red lipstick.
Perfect.
I grabbed my high black heels and my keys from the cupboard and left to go to Starbucks.
Chelsie's POV
I was waiting in Starbucks for Millie to arrive. I had gotten us both a coffee and a millionaires shortbread for us to share like we used to one Friday each month after school. And then I found myself daydreaming.
It was not until Millie was practically screaming in my ear that I snapped out of dreaming of Nialls gorgeous face. He's such an angel.
Millie chuckled when I jumped. I remember when she used to pretend to throw heavy lunchboxes at us at school which never disappointed to make us jump everytime.
"So," she said "do you want this shortbread or not?!" She laughed.
"Thought you'd never ask" I replied with a wink
Then we were off like we had been there for hours.
