Dibs (Niall Horan & Harry Styles)

Dibs

So hey guys this is my fanfic called "Dibs"

It's a typical One Direction fanfic about a girl named Jacey who is 18 and moved to England for studies. None if this true, obviously, and I hope you enjoy:)

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Prologue:

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

I groan at the sound. That depressing, dark, ugly sound. My alarm clock. Set for 7:45. In the morning. I groan again, thinking about my day ahead of me.

I get up and shuffle to my calendar by my bed. There on the 23, written in big red letters, are the words 'TEST TODAY'. That's right. A test. A big test. A big, big test. Blah.

I stalk over to my closet realizing that if I don't hurry up I will be late. Stupid school. The only reason I came over here to London was for fun, not studies like I said to everyone back home in America. I needed to get away from everything. But of course I have to get a good education, it is the only thing that will get me through life.

I go to my closet. I keep slipping through the clothes until I decide I want a simple day. I pick out a big white and tan sweater with some dark brown leggings. I pull on some tall, light brown Uggs and snap on some small hoop earrings. I leave my dark brown hair naturally straight on my shoulders. I quickly apply some mascara and light eyeliner to my chocolate brown eyes with some lip gloss, just a natural look.

I take a quick look in the mirror, deciding I looked good enough and grabbed my phone. It was filled up with Twitter notifications but I didn't bother checking them. They were probably all about One Direction. My best friend made me follow them and I couldn't figure out how to unfollow them. I know what you are thinking, 'What kind of 18 year old doesn't know how to work Twitter?' Well I don't go on it very much.

I scroll down, and not to my surprise, all of the notifications are about One Direction. Ahh. No shock there. I mean it's not as if I hate them or anything like that. No, no, no. Their music and stuff isn't bad it just I'm not like, a real fan. Oh well. Sue me.

I walk out the door and out of the building my flat is in. I really like this building its quite nice. I scuttle out the front door and decide to go to Starbucks. Yeah I could go for some Starbucks. Maybe to get me ready for my tests.

I come up to Starbucks and walk in to the coffee shop. I get in line and check Twitter while waiting. When it's my turn at the counter, I order the usual. I smile and go to the side to wait.

"Jacey!" called out the lady working the counter. I walk up and grab my coffee. I pay and tip her decently.

Right when I was about to walk away, the lady stops me. "Excuse me Miss? I'm sorry but I just had to compliment you on how pretty you are. You are extremely beautiful!" I blush at these words and smile. I was just about to respond when I hear a raspy voice say, "She is amazing isn't she?"

Not recognizing the voice I turn around to see the owner. I am honestly shocked at who I see.

Standing behind me is Harry Styles.