Me, Cher and One Direction // n.h

Chapter Six: What Are You Doing Here?!

I'm really sorry they're short chapters. I wrote this story ages ago, when I wasn't very good. Thanks for reading cookies :) I'd really appreciate the votes and comments (: Picture on the side is Lily, again. Played by Isla Fisher :) Video on the side is Taylor Swift's Love Story. Classic song.

MH x

Chapter Six: What Are You Doing Here?!

{Lily's P.O.V}

I wandered into my room, which was suprisingly cold. My hand fumbled to turn on the heating. I think the cleaner had been, as the floor was actually visible. Tired, I found the nearest place to sit down, which was my bed  I found a note lying on the pillow. Way to play it old-school. Mobile phone were invented! Nonetheless, opened the note, my eyes scanning over it quickly.

Lily. I have something REALLY important to tell you! Meet me in Starbucks in half an hour. Okay? Awesome, see you there, babe. Love, Cher. 

Odd, I thought. Cher probably ran out of phone credit and was too lazy to find me. What could be so important she felt the need to see me immediately?

{Niall's P.O.V}

Nialler! I have something very important to tell you! Meet me in Starbucks in half an hour and don't bring anyone. Love Louis. P.S: LEPRECHAUN!!! xx

What a strange boy. I swear, he's demented. Maybe I should take him to the hospital. He's so like Lily, in so many ways. They're both hyper, incredibly funny and cool. But they're as reliable as anything, you could trust the Tomlinsons with your life. Oh no, there we go again! Lily is invading my thoughts! My thoughts and heart are reserved for the special things in life, like Ireland, and food. 

{Lily's P.O.V}

I shrugged, folded the note up and got ready to go. Starbucks was a drive's distance away, but seeing as I'm not legally an adult, I let Matt drive me. When I got to Starbucks, I was afraid of fans and pulled my hood up. Not that I don't love the fans. Just me and Niall are both really scared of the crazy ones. There's another similarity! We were so perfect for each...what am I saying?

I sat down at the table, in Starbucks by myself. The waitress took my order - a coffee. I heard someone approaching. I looked up, thinking it to be Cher. Then the person lifted down their hood. Their face was definitely not Cher's. It was so attractive though... I laughed angrily. 

"What are you doing here?" I snapped, stamping my foot like a child. My converse slammed against the tiled floor.

"I could say the same to you." Niall replied, folding his arms. He wore a purple Jack Wills hoodie and loose chinos that hung off his hips. 

"Cher told me to meet her here. So clear off." I sounded like a bitch, although I usually say things I don't mean. When the words roll at the tip of my tongue, I say them, before thinking. I consider that a great flaw.

"Louis told me to meet him here. You clear off." He shot back, meeting my eyes.

Then we both let out a loud, "Oh." 

"I am going to kill her." I muttered. How dare she set me up?! What kind of best friend does that? Cher Lloyd, obviously.

"Your brother's dead." He said, under his breath. Then we both looked at each other and burst out in laughter. And it all came flooding back. The laughs we had, the fun we had, the trips to Starbucks.  It was a real friendship, something that shouldn't have been broken. 

"Friends?" He offered, holding out his hand. I hesitated. Then I shook it. Our eyes met, and he pulled me in, drawing me closer. Niall rested his lips upon mine. I broke off, even though it was like an explosion going off in my head, a bubbly feeling in my chest. My instincts resisted my stubborn mind. A brush of cold air flew through me as we lost contact.

"Ah, what the heck!" I gave in and kissed him back. It felt like I'd done something right, at last. Happiness overwhelmed me, pushing away the fact that the policy still stood strong. Simon Cowell can't tell me what to do! No one has the power over me to tell me who to love. And I think I love the beautiful Irish boy standing beside me, smiling his face off.

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"How was your trip to Starbucks?" Cher giggled. I chuckled to myself. Why not pretend nothing happened? 

"Oh, no one showed up, so I just treated myself in Jack Wills and came back." I looked down at the bag I clutched in my hand/

"What?" Cher asked, visibly dismayed. I continued my laughing fit in my head. This would pay them back.

"Oh, yeah. Anyway, see you at the show tonight." I smiled sweetly, dumping my bag on the bed and heading to reheasal.

 Louis's P.O.V:

"So, how was Starbucks?" I kept a straight face on. I'm really good at that.

"Oh, you weren't there. So I just left." Niall said, grinning.

"What? No one?" I asked. Cher's plan had been ingenious. Well, to me. 

"Nope. See you at rehearsal." Niall bounced away, happier than usual.

I ran to Cher's room and bashed into her halfway, looking confused.

"They didn't see anyone!" We said in unison. A puzzled look filled my face.

"But - if they were both at Starbucks - then how..?" Cher trailed off. 

"Oh..." We realised. "Then that means they're together!" Cher squealed. We jumped up and down in a happy dance as Aiden walked past, giving us and odd look. Yes, be jealous of my awesome dancing skills.

Llily's P.O.V:

I was happy in the show tonight. Cher sang a mash up, One Direction did My Life Would Suck Without You and I did Love Story by Taylor Swift.  

I was so happy. I couldn't wait for the results for some reason. 

"And the first act through to the second live show is....Lily!" I screamed and ran backstage, jumping up and down. A feeling of accomplishment was in my system. When Cher and 1D came racing back I screamed some more. Niall kissed my cheek. I blushed, heavily. I kept the smile on my lips for a good while later.

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Later that evening:

My phone was beeping. 

From Cher: Lily! You have to come, quick! It's Louis. We've looked everywhere. He's gone.

The next few chapters are a bit far-fetched and stupid, so feel free to skip to Chapter Ten. I just can't change it now.

MH x