Chapter seven

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    "Pleeaaaaase."

        "No."

        "PLEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE."

        "Hayley."

        "I will pay you to come."

        "How about you pay me, but I still don't go?"

        "Why won't you go to the party with meeeeeeee?"

        "Because 1) We both know I'm  probably one of the most antisocial people in the entire world, 2) I hate parties and 3) I have a test that I need to study for." Hayley was trying to convince Adalynn to go to a party with her from over the phone, but Adalynn wouldn't budge.  It was only a week after school started, and she had always hated parties. In high school she had only been to one official party, but that was hell for her. Adalynn couldn't stand being around too many people, it gave her anxiety. Plus, she was too shy to talk to anyone.

        "You're in a Musics and Arts school, tests can't be that hard."

        "Well it's a psychology test. And in defense of my music tests, have you ever tried to write a biography on Niccolò Paganini within 15 minutes? Because I assure you it is hard."

        " Um. Who is Niccolò Paganini again?"

        "Exactly."

        "...No but seriously who is he..."

        "He's an Italian composer from the  Romantic era." At this point Adalynn decided it would be a good time to actually start studying. She was actually going to just wing it on the test, but since she used it as an excuse to stay  home she would have to actually study.

        "Ah, I see. Anyway! You have to come to this party with me."

        "Why? To see a bunch of douches and whores get drunk?"

        "I take offense to that." Hayley said, but laughed.

        "You know it's true." Adalynn laughed.

        "Yeah, but still. You should come to the party with me."        

        Adalynn decided to make an attempt at changing  the subject."Nice weather we're having, huh?"

        "Adalynn, it's raining. When was the last time you even looked outside?" She laughed, "You're such a tumblr girl."

        "I would look outside, but the sun is too bright and I am a vampire. Also I am not going to the party with you."

        "If you don't go today then I am going to force you to come to the next one."

        "Good luck with that."

        "No I'm serious Adalynn. I really want you to come to a party with me."

        "Okayy Hayleyyy. Whatever you sayyy."

        "Kay well. I gotta go get ready. But you're gonna regret not coming to the party with me."

        Adalynn laughed, "Kay. Bye."

        "Bye."

        ~

        The boys watched as Adalynn hung up and sighed. She walked over to her desk and took out a psychology text book before hunching over it and beginning to read. "Okay. We've been watching her for what, two weeks now?  I have come to the conclusion that she is in fact, boring as hell." Louis said from the floor. Harry was sitting at the computer chair.

        "Well what do you want her to be doing? At least she's some-what normal. It's not like she walks around masturbating to 'Kiss you.'" Harry argued, "I mean, she's just an average college student."

        Louis scowled, "Why are you always defending her? There's nothing special about her. You know nothing more about her than I do, and I still don't like her."

        "I don't see how you can hate her though. You don't really know her. You can't really be mad at her for Simon making us stalk her. Actually, she's the victim here."  Harry said, crossing his arms.

        Louis rolled his eyes, "You're just saying that cuz you think she's fit. You've gotten a crush on her! It's never gonna happen, Harry!"

         "I don't have a crush on her. Shut up."  Harry scowled.

        "Uh, Harry. We kinda..all...know..that you do..." Liam said quietly. The other boys nodded.

        "I don't have a crush on her! She's just some stupid girl that we have to watch! I hate this just as much as you do! I was just trying to explain that you're being unreasonable in acting like you hate her! God!" Harry stormed out of the room, fuming.

        The boys glanced at each other, "Oh, he's crushing." Zayn smirked.

        "He's got it bad." Niall agreed.

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