Jasmine's P.O.V
At the end of school I walked outside to find Ashleigh sitting in the car, she was in the drivers seat blasting the music at full volume, as usual. I opened my boot at shoved my bag in, Ashleigh looked at me in the mirror and smirked.
"What?!" I chuckled, but she ignored me. I shut the boot and walked around the side of the car to get in when ashleigh winded down the windows and drove straight off . . . In my car!!
All I could hear was the music and her laughing all the way down the road.
I guess I'm walking home then!
I pulled out my earphones and plugged them into my iphone, placing one in my right ear and leaving the other one dangling. I pressed play and started walking home. At least it was sunny.
When I finally got home I opened the door and Ashleigh started laughing again, she was lying on the sofa with her legs stretched across the coffee table.
"I'm sorry!" She shouted, still in tears of laughter. I just smiled and put my hand up in the air pretending to be upset with her, but she knew I wasn't.
• 3 hours later •
"I'm going to pick my sister up, I promised I would take her swimming." I said picking up a big bag full of swimming stuff. Ashleigh pulled herself up from the sofa and switched the tv off.
"Okay" she replied
"I'm going to Starbucks would you like anything?" She asked pulling on a leather jacket, considering there was an evening breeze in London. My face lit up and I nodded,
"Can I have a vanilla creme blend with caramel sauce and a stroop waffle please?" I said excitedly with a big grin on my face. She nodded and we put our shoes on and locked up the apartment. I put the bags in the boot of my car and drove off.
Ashleigh's P.O.V
After I had said goodbye to Jas, I plugged in my earphones to block out every noise that would come my way. I started walking to the high street bobbing my head along to my favourite one direction song, midnight memories. I loved one directions music but I wasn't just a crazy fan girl. It was different.
I had been walking for about five minutes when I got to the high street. It was busy, too busy, crowded with excitable teenage girls this way and that. They were probably directioners considering that Louis and Harry lived somewhere around this area. I ambled through the cramped streets until I finally came to Starbucks. As I pushed the heavy door open I heard the bell ringing, signalling to the staff that there was a customer. I shuffled to the back of the surprisingly short queue and lined up behind a few other customers. It wasn't long before I was standing in front of the counter.
"Hello pet, what can I get you today?" Maggie asked with the usual smile on her face. Maggie is the nicest member of staff here and she knows I'm a regular customer.
"Can I get a regular chocolate iced frappe, a large vanilla creme blend with caramel sauce and a strip waffle please?" I asked, starting to crave my drink more and more as I thought about it. Maggie shook her head and laughed
"I think you mean a stroop waffle dear" I blushed and nodded and she pressed my order into the machine.
"That'll be £8.00 please pet" I reached into my pocket and pulled out a ten pound note, handing it over to Maggie. I grabbed a couple of straws and waited for my drinks. After about a minute of waiting the two cups were placed in front of me and I grabbed a stroop waffle and sat down in a small booth. I slowly sipped my drink, enjoying some time alone.
• 10 minutes later •
"Bye Maggie" I called as I dropped my empty cup into the bin and walked out of the cafe. I decided to walk around the back because there was a shortcut to my road and it was quieter that way. I was strolling down the silent alleyway, dosing into the sound of my music playing and letting Jas' cold drink freeze up my fingers. I reached the path leading to my road and sighed, knowing I was nearly home. I started walking quicker when I bumped into something hard. I blinked and looked up at the tall figure beside me.
I can't believe it.
I can't believe it.
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Ooh cliffhanger ;)
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