The Best Days (ON HOLD)

CH 2: You again?

July- 4- 2013      Hope's POV

 I stepped into Topshop and my countenance turned almost as bright as the sun when I see the brunette boy that I saw at PJ's Ice Cream Parlor the day he died. But today he wasn't with a blonde boy. He was with quite the opposite. A brunnette girl. She had long Dark waves. She also had brown eyes and quite the outfit on. I remember my green eyes and brown wavy hair like hers but mine only went an inch or two below my shoulders. I frowned. I fancied him a bit and was discouraged to him with a girl more impressive than me. 

His eyes got a hold of mine and he smiles at me. In a way I could clearly tell he remembers me as much as I remember him.

I didn't care to think because I knew my thoughts would only flow in a negative way and would keep my from introducing myself.

A moment later I find myself next to him and the girl. 

"Can I help you?" He asks me. He was wearing black skinny jeans a t shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a grey beanie. I found snapback and beanies quite attractive but before I was gonna ask him to go somewhere I looked over at the girl. She smiled at me and gave me a face to remind me to answer his question.

"Oh. See, I saw you at the Ice Cream parlor 2 weeks back and thought I might introduce myself. I'm Hope but am nicknamed Duck," I stopped myself. That was PJ's nickname for me. I let out a puff and started over. "You can call me Hopie." We shook hands and exchanged friendly smiles. My cheeks flushed with heat. 

"I'm Louis but if you think that's too long you're welcome to Lou." I could tell he was joking with what I said earlier about my 'nickname'. Then his name also rang a bell in my mind. Then It hit me. Emmie tells me all the time about Louis of One Direction and his girlfriend Eleanor Calder. That must be her! My brain melted.

"And who is this?" I asked gesturing to Eleanor.

"Eleanor." Louis said. We shook hands.

"A pleasure to meet you Hope." She said with a smile.

"It's all mine!" One side of my mouth is tugged and my eyebrows drop.

"I like your shirt." I look down at my white tank with a union jack printed on it. My cheeks swelled up with heat some more knowing that this famous girl complimented me.

"Thanks. Do you guys live around here?" I rocked back and forth on my feet.

"I live maybe a mile away. But El here is on the outskirts of London sadly." Louis side hugged her and she made a dramatic pouty face to show me she was upset about it.

"Aww. Well at least you aren't held captive there." I giggled.

"Say um...  we're going to Lovie's Roller Rink at three with a few friends. Would you care to join us?"

"Sure." I said with no thought. Was I gonna say no? Hell no. "Could I bring a friend of mine?" I said, thinking of Emmie. 

"Bring all of London if you want!" Louis invited. I smiled.

"Thank You." They didn't care to look anywhere else but at me. They obviously cared about the conversation. "Well I'll see you two later then?"

"Yea. Bye Hope...y." Louis took Eleanor's hand and they began to walk away.

"Bye!" She called as they exited. I set my whole hand on my forehead and pulled it down with force. This wasn't really happening was it. I heard a thump and saw through the glass walls and window that Louis had pushed Eleanor against it. I chuckled. She fell afterwards and got up again with a flip of her hair. Then they went on happily for a few moments. Then she pushed Louis against the glass and ran. My ringer vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out and turned it on. It was from my step-dad, Chris.

Chris: Hope what do you want for lunch?

Me: Jello please

I put a laughing emoji next to my message. I often joked with him like this and I'm sure it wouldn't ever end. I put my mind back on the fact that I was going skating with Louis. I wasn't super jumpy but I was stunned that a celebrity invited me to a roller rink with him, his girl and 'a few friends' of theirs and that reminds me that I wanted Emmie to come. I pull up her number and it rings. After a whopping (Please note the sarcasm) 2 rings she picks up.

"Helloo?" She says with much personality.

"Will you came to my house at 2:30? I want to take you rollar skating."

"Why?"

"I was invited by... someone special."

"Mmhm."

"Don't be late." I briskly said and clicked the end call button. I slip my ringer into my pocket and begin buzzing around the store. I took a few tops and before I checked out I had to eliminate most items so it could fit into my budget (I'm quite a tight-wad). There was no way I was going to break that 30 pounds. I would only feel guilty for taking from money that was supposed to go charities.

I paid and left with my new clothes. I decided on popping them into the washer immediately. But not wearing a single article of it incase they saw it today in the shop because that would be highly embarrassing and awkward.

I also wasn't going to change so they would recognize me when I got there. Since I was 9 I was complimented on my ability to do every hairstyle I ever learned or made up. I decided on french braid but instead of that I made it a fishtail using the same technique. (A.N. I tried this hairstyle and it looks amazing!) I made it start on one side of my head and weave to the other.

I looked at the clock on the wall and smiled when I saw it was 2:27. I was expecting Emmie to get here early. But I was wrong. I had to come to her house and take her there. She was fiddling with her hair. She repetitively asked me whether "A single braid, french braid, two braids, a fishtail, a bun a bow or ponytail?". I had her keep it down and just before she could question me I dragged her out to my car.

-----3:05 AT LOVIE'S ROLLER RINK------

"Great Hope! We're five minutes late! Just kiddin ya." She said as we entered the building. "Ohmygodtheretheyare." She tugged on my arm as we approached the counter to rent the skates and pay for admission. Louis and Eleanor were the only ones here besides us. 

"Calm down Ems." I said and slid over 7 pounds to the man behind the counter. "Size 8 and a halfs. two of them." We were the same size of shoes since we met. He handed me the skates. I thanked him and left.

"Hope I have no words. Pinch me this dream is driving me nuts." We took a seat at a bench and took off our shoes. I whacked her arm with my shoe and she beamed ear to ear when she found she wasn't in a daze. Then I had to ask for a band aid from the counter because I had busted her arm open a bit. I'm sure that today would make her whole life gold.