Chapter 2: The Call

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I got up to answer the phone. The caller I.D. said it was Unknown, but I answered it anyway. Because I'm that rebellious. I picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"

On the other line they said, " 'Ello, is the Lindsey's house?" The person asked in a British accent. Hmm, I know that voice from somewhere, but I can't put my finger on it.

"Um, yes. Who is this?" I asked suspiciously.

The girls started to turn around and look at me with questionable faces. " This is Harry Styles from One Direction." The British boy said on the other line. Wait, hold up, how did I not know that was Harry Styles.

I almost screamed my head of hearing the name, but I tried to keep my cool."So you mean the Harry Styles?" I squeaked. Way to keep your cool, Lindsey. The girls started racing up to me.

"Put him on speaker!" Joy said all hyper active.

"Okay, Okay!" I said.

I put him on speaker then listened what he had to say. " *chuckles* Yes it is the Harry Styles. You have won our contest!"

" Wait... we won?!" We all said simultaneously. This is... this can not be happening right now.

" Yes you won! We will be picking you up in about 5 hours! See you all there!" Harry says, hanging the phone up. Well he was quick about it.

"Did we just..." Natalie trailed off.

"And did he just say..." Makayla started.

"YES! YES HE DID! WE'RE GOING TO LA, BABY!" I screamed.

We all started jumping up and down like 5 year olds. But then I realized, "Girls we only have five hours to pack for LA . For the whole Summer."

We all looked at each other and went right up to our rooms. Our moms and dads left to Canada for the whole Summer so we all just stay in my house. Anyway, we are 17-18 year old's. We are totally mature!

I packed like a lot of T-shirts and shorts. And some dresses. I'm not all girly like Makayla and Joy are. We all got packed and we went back down stairs.

Only 2 more hours left. We all went back upstairs and did our hair, which takes about an hour to do. Add then got dressed into some T's and some shorts. Then we heard the doorbell ring.

I a ran out of my chair to go and get the door. They all roll our eyes and laugh. Then, as I open the door I see five beautiful guys at my door.

"Can we come in?" The Irish blonde boy, which we all know, said.

I think I just fell in love.

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