Chapter Seven

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Chapter Seven

I finally sat down in our car right at 11:45. After rushing around my dorm room for the past hour and a half I had somehow managed to get myself completely ready, with help from London of course.

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After I got out of the shower I walked out of the bathroom to see a mess of clothes on my bed and London's. It looked like our closets had barfed up all the clothes we owned.

"Katie, start blow drying your hair. I'm still looking for the perfect outfit!" London said to me as I grabbed a tank too and a pair of shorts off my bed and walked back into the bathroom.

"Okay! Should I wear my hair curly or straight?" I asked her.

"Defiantly curly," she said. "It seems more fancy than straight."

I went to plug in my hair dryer and my curling wand so it would be hot enough to use when I finished drying my hair. I urged on the blow dryer and started. I combed my fingers through my hair trying to get rid of some of the knots. I did this for around 20 minutes before my hair was finally dry.

"Katie! Hurry up!" I heard London yell from the bedroom. I walked out with hair completely dried but not yet curled. "You haven't curled your hair yet?!?!"

"No, sorry! You know how long it takes me to dry it!" I said, now running to change into the outfit London had chosen for me. It was casual but cute at the same time. She had chosen a pair of high waisted shorts with a sheer white top. Along with that she had pulled out pearl earrings and a gold necklace with a matching bracelet.

I quickly got dressed and then sat down in the bathroom so London could my hair. She was magic when it came to doing hair. Somehow, she manages to curl my hair perfectly in fifteen minutes. Next she helps me with my makeup. I didn't have much. We applied foundation, a little blush, thin eye liner and, of course, mascara.

Just as we were about to walk out the door, London ran back in. A few moments later she came back out with an adorable plain white bow. She gathered some of my hair and placed the bow on the back of my head. We were finally ready to leave.

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I could feel myself shaking as we pulled into the Starbucks parking lot. I don't know why I was so nervous. I mean it's just Niall he already knew more about me than I ever tell most people. It was just so easy to talk him.

Before I got out of the car I applied some lip gloss and fixed my makeup. London was reaching into the back looking for her purse and book. She was going to sit inside and keep a lookout just incase Niall ended up being a creep.

We both got out of the car and made our way up to the door. I opened it and was welcomed by the sweet smell of coffee and the screaming of girls.

"What is going on?" I asked London as we walked in. I tried to see over the shoulders of screaming girls, but, only being 5'2, I was unsuccessful. London and I pushed ourselves through the crowd, not really interested as to what was going on but more interested in finding a table. As we were pushing and shoving we finally caught a glimpse as to what all the excitement was about.

I couldn't believe my eyes. I saw four extremely attractive guys sitting at a table next to us. One had messy curly hair and dimples so deep you could lost. The one next to him looked like he just stepped out of a vogue catalog. The third was so buff I could see his muscles through his shirt. Lastly, the fourth and final guy had a smile that could break millions of hearts. I knew their faces way too well. From video diaries, youtube videos, pictures.

"OMG London! Look, look. look!!!" I frantically said, pointing to them. I was trying really really reallllly hard to keep my inner fangirl hidden. I didn't want to go crazy with them sitting right there.

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