Chapter 3

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Miranda's P.O.V.

Thank God it's Friday! Yesterday was, I swear, the worst day ever... so far. In the whole three years I've been here, I've never felt so embarrassed! I just wanted to curl up in a corner and disapear. I'm just glad that Sam was there.

Sam is my other best friend. We met the year Harry left. She's so gorgeous with her long blond hair, flawless face and adoring smile. Not to mention her clear blue eyes. It seems like all the guys are after her. She never really pays attention to them, no matter how hard they try to get her attention. Some even go out of their way to make her even have a full conversation with them. She finds this whole situation funny. I have to agree with her; it was ridiculous! These guys just won't give up.

Anyway, yesterday at lunch, I was walking to our usual table when I slipped and fell into a puddle of... who knows what. I was hoping that it was water. I just so happened to have slipped infront of the popular gangs! They were all laughing at me, which caused the whole caff to look and laugh as well. I noticed that this one guy from my media arts class wasn't. He had a look of confusion and pitty on his face, like he felt terrible for me and didn't know what to do. I ignored that as Sam came and helped me out. We went to the unused bathroom on the second floor and Sam pulled out a mini blowdryer from her purse.

"Seriously? You carry that around?" I asked.

"Hey, you never know when you'll need it, like right now. Plus, I like to have my hair dry after showering in gym."

I rolled my eyes and she dried as much "water" off my pants as possible. She didn't get all of it before the bell rang so my butt was still wet. It seriously looks like I had... an accident. I made my way back to art and guess what? I tripped... on what, I wasn't sure. Either it was my own foot, a cable or nothing. I fell flat on my face and got up, hoping that no one saw. Sadly, half the class did. I covered my face with my sweater and tried to ignore the people around me, until my buddy Josée came in. She said that she heard what happened.

"Urg." I said."It already spread around the school huh?"

She shrugged, just as someone from the back, who didn't see what happened, said:

"Hey Miranda, have a nice trip?"

I rolled my eyes and ignored him. Thankfully the teacher walked in.

•••••••••

"Oh come on Miranda! No one will laugh at you; it happened yesterday! No one said anything during school so why would they say anything now?" Sam said.

I really didn't want to go outside but I really wanted to go home. I was still paranoid that people would laugh at what happened yesterday. I know it's stupid to keep thinking about it but I couldn't help it. I went out and I looked down so no one would see my face. With my luck, I banged into the flag pole. I held my head in pain and just ran. I ran until I got home. A few tears slipped out. Mum wasn't home yet so I went to my room and layed on my bed. Suddenly, my phone beeped. I ignored it at first, but it beeped again. I looked and almost screamed; they were texts from Harry!!

-Harry: 3:30pm-

Hey Miranda, guess what?! I'm done my tour and I'm coming home! Plus we have a tour in Europe! I'm boarding my plane right now so I'll talk to you soon! :)

-Harry: 3:31pm-

Miss you terribly! <3

I think I did scream then. The thought of what happened at school vanished. My best friend was finally coming home! I was about to text him back but he wouldn't receive it since he's on a plane. Then again, he could just read it once he got off...

I sent one anyway.

-Me: 3:34pm-

Ahhhhh! :D Yey!! I miss you terribly too! <3

I smiled and danced around my room before flopping down on my bed, phone over my heart.

"Harry..." I sighed, closing my eyes.

•••••••

At supper, my mum handed me an envelope that had my name and address on it, but nothing saying who it was from. I opened it and found two tickets to One Direction, which was to be held in London in a month. I smiled, knowing that they were from Harry.

"Let me guess; Harry." mum said.

"How-"

"Anne told me about him coming back."

"Oh mum I'm so excited!"

She smiled and nodded. "I know pumpkin. Now about the concert-"

"Can Sam and I go alone?"

She looked at me all serious. I thought for sure that she would say no. She sighed.

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I-I strongly believe that you are old enough now to go places on your own."

"Well I am eighteen in seven months..." I mumbled.

"Yes but a concert is a very, very, VERY busy place. I just don't want you to get lost or get taken by a stranger."

"Mum, I'll have Sam. Honestly, we should be fine. She's been in karate since she was eight!"

She chuckled. "Alright, fine. You girls can go alone."

I squeeled and practically jumped on her. She laughed and we finished eating. I quickly texted Sam about the concert and she freaked.

-Sam: 5:53pm-

OMG REALLY?!

-Me: 5:53pm-

Yep! You, me, One Direction, in a month!

-Sam: 5:54pm-

SQUEEE!!! I'll go ask mum!

I smiled and waited for her response. In the mean time, I thought of Harry and how much fun we were going to have once he got back. Maybe I'll get to meet the other boys. They seemed like really nice guys. My phone beeped.

-Sam: 5:57pm-

I CAN!! :D <3

I smiled and replied. We kept talking about it for a while until I decided to do a bit of homework since I have an essay due on Tuesday. I started my rough draft and was able to finish it. I looked at the time and saw that it was almost eight. My phone beeped and my heart thumped like crazy when I saw that it was from him.

-Harry: 7:53pm-

On my way home! Just left the airport now :)

I screamed and almost cried.

-Me: 7:53pm-

I can't wait to see you! Hurry home!

-Harry: 7:54pm-

I'm trying but the cab driver refuses to go any faster!

I giggled and ran to my window and waited for him. I couldn't sit down because I was so excited, yet nervous. What if he isn't the same? What if he turned into, I don't know, some really really bad boy? All these thoughts ran through my mind and I tried to shake them away.

Minutes felt like hours but finally, I saw a taxi cab drive by and made it's way to Harry's house.

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