So, you wanna check out chapter 2, as well? I guess...
“Come on,” I told Carmen, pulling my computer chair into my bathroom. I dropped it in front of the sink and she sat down.
“Does Demi have to come tonight?” Carmen asked as I read the hair dye box.
I applied some dye to her hair. “Of course she does,” I told her.
I started to put more dye in her hair as she asked, “Why?”
I drew the applicator away from her head and put my hand on my hip. “I like Demi!” I told her. “And I can't invite the other boys' girlfriends and not invite her. Plus I already invited her! She cleared her busy schedule and everything. I can't call her and say 'actually, I changed my mind on account of my best friend doesn't like you because she wants your boyfriend'.”
“Sure you can!” she said.
“No, I can't,” I told her forcefully. “We've gone over this!”
“Yeah, yeah. But I don't like Demi,” she said.
“You don't like Demi because she's dating Niall,” I stated. “You haven't even given her a chance as a person,” I said.
“Her dating Niall is reason enough for me to not like her,” she mumbled, crossing her arms over her chest and sliding down a little in her chair.
“Sit up,” I told her. She straightened out and I said, “Please be nice to Demi. Please? I'm getting married tomorrow,” I told her. We were arguing on a serious matter, but I couldn't help but get excited.
Harry and I had decided to get married quickly. We had been together for almost two years now, anyway. We knew we wanted to be together. We were so in love. We figured there was no point in waiting forever to tell everyone else that. We agreed we should get married July 6, almost five months after Harry proposed, and the anniversary of the day we met.
I decided I didn't want one of those big bachelorette parties where you go out and get drunk and hire strippers and all that. Instead, I was staying home with the girls tonight.
“Fine. But only for you,” she said.
Carmen had stayed with me in California for a week before flying back to Pennsylvania. She had just turned eighteen a little while ago and decided that, since she was an aspiring musician and because she missed me, that she would move to California, too. Though she never said anything-and never would because she wasn't like that-I knew she was also hoping to get closer to Niall. So last month she got an apartment nearby me.
“Are you excited?” she asked.
I smiled as I slathered more dye into her hair. “So excited. You wouldn't believe.”
“You're hair looks great!” I told her a half an hour later.
“I know,” she said to her reflection, running her fingers through her now dry, straightened, and newly dyed red hair.
I heard some fumbling noises coming from my bedroom. “Must be the girls,” I told Carmen excitedly. I slipped my arm through hers and opened the bathroom door.
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Operation Haylor
Fanfiction*Written by me and my friend Josh* When two starstruck teens meet their favorite celebrities, they won't let anything get in the way of winning those stars over. Not even the fact that their favorite stars are in a relationship. With each other.
