Cracked (Harry Styles Fanfic)

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 "This restaurant is amazing, I was almost going to ask how you could afford it, but then I remembered that your parents are rich." I laughed. "I love being rich." Tam said, flipping her hair. I laughed, "You're a goose." 

My phone began to buzz and I reached my hand into my pocket to silent it. "I'm going to head to the bathroom, real quick." I told her, as I headed off towards the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom I pulled out my phone and called my nan back, "Hey. You okay?" I asked her. "Oh I'm fine dear, are you having fun?" She asked, sounding cheerful. I laughed, "Yes nan. Why'd you call?"

The phone was silent for a moment and then she laughed, "I forgot dear. I'll call you if I remember. Love you." and the phone hung up. I giggled to myself, she's the cutest. 

Her old age does often make her forget why she does things, but it's never bad and often times it's just really adorable, unless she forgets she's cooking something on the stove. Then, it's bad. 

"Hey." Someone whispered right as I was about to leave the bathroom. I stepped back in, "Hello?" I asked, confused as to why someone was making conversation in the bathroom. "Do you know One Direction are here? Like the whole team, all the boys, Lou, Gemma. All of 'em." The anonymous person whispered. I was confused, One Direction were here? "Oh. Thanks." I whispered, and left . in a hurry.

I'm not and never have been a huge fan of boy bands. Don't get me wrong, One Direction's music is great, I have it on my Ipod. I just don't obsess, know all of their names or have photos of them on my phone. I do think they are attractive though, who couldn't.

I walked back over to the table where Tam was seated, "Did you know One Direction are here?" I asked her. Her eyes went wide, "I hate them. Lets leave." She said, sternly. "What? No. We don't have to leave because of them. It's your birthday, don't let a stupid boy band ruin it. Plus they're across the room. Not even close to us." I told her, as I reached my arm out to stop her from standing. 

She sighed, "Fine." Tam hates One Direction. She thinks terrible things about them, for no reason either. She swears to me that she hates their music, but I doubt that. She loves Justin Bieber's music, but not One Direction's? Impossible.

"Look, one of 'em is getting up and heading right towards us." Tam said, tapping on the table. I looked over to them, the one with the light brown hair with a slight fringe was getting up. "He's going to the buffet." I reassured her. "You have to go right past us to get there." She said, smirking. I gave her a confused look, and ignored what she said. As the boy passed us Tam whispered to me, "Get ready to burst into laughter." 

A few minutes later, when the boy came walking past again Tam stuck her foot out, and the boys food fell all over me as he fell to the ground. Spaghetti. I tried to stay calm, this was my newest dress, now ruined with a red orange mess.

Tam's face fell into an O shape, and she continued to apologize. "I'm so sorry Astrid. I can buy you a new one I promise. I didn't mean for his food to fall on you." She whispered to me. I just glared at her, I knew she didn't mean to, but still.

Another boy from the table came jogging over to us quickly, "Oh I'm so sorry about Louis, he's clumsy." The second boy said as he grabbed the spaghetti from my dress, and placed it on the plate. "I'm Harry." He said, as he reached his hand out to shake mine. I stared at his hand soaked in the sauce. "Oops, sorry." He laughed. 

"It's fine. I can clean myself up." I said, motioning to him that he could stop. "Wait here." He said, and rushed off. "Where else would I go?" I mumbled. Tam stared at me, "I'm sorry Astrid. I ruined this didn't I?" She asked. "Tam it's fine. Please stop apologizing." I begged her. She smiled, "You're my bestfriend." I smiled back.