Hurray For Holidays (One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter Four

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(Ellie's P.O.V)

I woke up that muggy morning and groaned as the sun peeked through the curtains in my bedroom. I lazily scurried out of my comfy bed and ran into the blue colour schemed bathroom.

I quickly showered, then picked out a cute but simple outfit for today.

As the burning sun beamed into my room, I hurriedly changed into a ruffled pink cropped top, with some plain tight white shorts and matched them with some tan slight wedges.

I applied a little foundation, and ran a mascara brush over my delicate lashes carefully, I didn’t need to bother with blusher, as my cheeks were naturally pink, which I personally hate, but everyone said I was lucky.

'Peaches and cream complexion, you've got!' My Nan always says, ugh.

Next I picked up my brush and ran it through my slightly wavy hair, before putting it up into a fashionable messy bun.

Glancing at the clock for the first time that morning I and moaned when I saw it was only 6:45.

Grabbing my phone off my bedside cabinet I strolled onto the balcony and looked into the deep, calm looking ocean. For some bizarre reason, Niall came to mind.

Snap out of it, I told myself sternly. I laid down on a sun lounger, and stared up into the sky, I figured I'd just stay here relaxing for the next 30 min's or so. And listen to Paramore.

My phone started playing my new ringtone (yes I did remember to change it), and I reached over to the table where I had placed it, silencing it.

"Umm, hello?" I answered politely.

"Well, hey." The voice replied. Who is it, the person sounded familiar but I couldn't quite figure out who it was.

"Sorry of this sound's incredibly dumb, but, who are you?" I asked him, (or I think it was a boy). I heard laughter from the other end of the phone, then I realised who it was.

"Oh, hey Brad..."

"God, forgetting me already?" Brad told me, but he laughed after suggesting he was only joking, I think. He's quite hard to predict.

"Nah, how could I forget you?" I said, only half joking.

"So, sorry if this sounds bitchy, but, what do you want? I mean, you haven't talked to me in, well months, so why are you phoning me now?"

"I wanted to ask you something, if that's alright!" Brad scoffed. "You know, if it's not illegal or anything."

"Go ahead." I asked getting thoroughly annoyed now.

"Well, I broke up with Emily." He said simply.

"What, why? She really liked you, you said you did too, why did you break up with her?" I was really shocked; they had been together for like, a year or something.

Okay, so I went out with him once, for a whole of 2 days, amazing huh, before he decided he didn't like me, and went back out with Emily. Me and Em are good friends, no hard feelings between us.

Truthfully, I can't say I was upset when he dumped me, I wasn’t that keen on him anyway, (I know that sounds like I was jealous, but I wasn't).

"Well, I dumped Emily cause of you." He said matter of factly. "The thing is Ellie, I’m in love with you, and I haven't stopped since we broke up, that's why I dumped her, cause of you."

I detested the tone he used. Acting like it was my fault, Emily must hate me! Anger bubbled up inside me, like a volcano about to erupt.

"What the hell are you on about Brad?" I practically shouted down the phone. "I never told you to dump her, so don't you DARE act like this is my fault!"