Chances (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 2

(so this chapter might be a little boring and I apologize in advance. thanks to everyone who is reading and make sure to vote and share it with your friends. I promise it'll get more exciting in the next chapter! ilysm xoxo - emily)

Chapter 2

HARRY’S POV

            “That guy was too excited,” Louis said rolling his eyes and getting into the black Suburban.

            “He’s was just doing his job,” Liam responded.

            “Whatever. Harry, you hungry, mate?” Louis said turning to me.

            “Yeah, I—“

            “I am!” Niall chimed in. “Let’s go get something.”

           

            The driver pulled into a McDonald’s drive thru. We got our food and left. I couldn’t shake this strange feeling I was having. I was happy, perfectly fine. Something just felt off. I pushed the thought out of my head as we arrived at our hotel. There wasn’t much going on, so I turned on the TV. My phone buzzed as it was lying on my chest. I picked it up to see Kendall’s name on it. I rolled my eyes as I read her message.

            “Hey, meet me at my hotel tonight.”

            As much as I didn’t want to, I knew I had to. She was boring to hang out with. She didn’t have a sense of humor, and she could barely hold a conversation. She only cared about her modeling and her career. I replied to her message telling her I’d be there later. I sat my phone on the bedside table and fell asleep.

CATHERINE’S POV

            I woke up to my phone going crazy. It was almost noon. I kicked Jane after trying three times to get her up with Paige laughing behind me. She rubbed her eyes and groaned.

            “What the fuck, it’s too early to get up,” she whined.

            “It’s almost noon. Get up off your lazy ass,” I joked.

            “Fuck you.”

            I laughed and blew her a kiss as she glared at me. I checked my Twitter to see that Harry was seen last night heading to Kendall Jenner’s hotel. Fantastic.

            “Ugh, what in the world does he see in her?” I asked throwing my phone on my bed.

            “I don’t even know. She’s not anything special,” Paige chimed in.

            “Fuck her and her modeling career. She shouldn’t mooch off of Harry’s career,” Jane said. Her phone rang and she rolled her eyes as she answered. “Yes?” she questioned.

            “What! Are you serious! Holy shit!” she screamed. “I mean...crap.” That’s when I knew it was her mom. “Okay! Bye!”

            “Is everything okay?” I asked.

            “My mom got me an earlier birthday present!” she screamed.

            “Well what is it?” said Paige.

            “She got us three meet and greets for the boys’ show in two months!”