Heartbroken (one direction fan fiction)

Chapter One

Andrea P.O.V

"Hello?" I answered the phone. It was my best friend, Natalie Grace.

"Guess what?!" she screeched excitedly in to her phone. I pulled the phone away from my ear to avoid being deafened as I imagined the huge grin on her face.

"What happened?" I asked calmly. She was always getting excited over the smallest things. I learned how to keep calm until the news was actually exciting.

"We are going to London!" she cried out happily, "My dad got us a summer house!" I could barely hear her over the rapid beating of my heart.

"You're not kidding with me this time?" I yelled back, my voice becoming an octave higher. Moving to London had been on our bucketlist since we were little girls.

"Yes! Why would I lie?" She answered back giddily, "But we leave tomorrow! It was a graduation surprise gift!"

"Bu-but we just graduated yesterday!" my eyes grew wide with shock.

"Listen, just pack enough clothes for two months; unless you don't want to go." she replied seriously, "I have to go! Bye!"

I jumped off of my bed and slid across the hallway to the kitchen. I found my mom reading the newspaper.

"Guess what, mother?" I said, barely able to hide my excitement. She looked up slowly as a  grin slid across her face,

"Did you just find out you are going to London?"

"You knew!" It wasn't a question. "But how?" I asked confused. She smiled broadly and lifted up her circular glasses to her head,

"Dr. Grace and I were planning on telling you girls last minute so it would be more exciting. We really wanted to congratulate you girls on how well you did these past four years." I lunged across towards her and enveloped her in a tight hug. Tears of joy slid down my face,

"Thank you so much! I love you." I whispered to her. I leaned back up and wiped my face, careful not to mess up my makeup.

"You're welcome," She replied smiling. I ran back into my room and into my closet.

I began throwing everything into my biggest suitcase. It was going to be an amazing trip.

Natalie's P.O.V

When I had gotten off the phone with Andrea, I squealed once more in excitement. The full impact of what was going to happen hit me. I raced into the living room and found my dad on the phone with the hospital. They were always bothering him, since he was a doctor. I enveloped him with a hug. He spoke into the phone,

"I have to go," he turned towards me, "Hey, what happened?" I looked up at him,

"Nothing, I'm just so happy that I'm going to London tomorrow." I smiled, "Thank you so much, Daddy." He smiled and kissed the top of my head,

"You deserve it. I'm so proud that you graduated as your class' valedictorian." I gave him one last hug before rushing back to go pack.

Once I was done packing it was nearly three in the morning. I rubbed my eyes tiredly and decided it was too late to go to bed. Yawning, I clicked the lock on my enormous suitcase and went into my bathroom. I looked into the mirror. Dark circles were forming under my eyes and my hair was hanging limply against my shoulders. yuck. I turned on my curling iron and blasted my music.

"Set the stage and let the records play on a Saturday, we can DANCE FOREVER." I belted at the top of my lungs as I danced into my closet looking for something to wear. My fingers skimmed over the different choices. In the end I ended up wearing my favorite pink ruffle Miu Miu skirt, Kawaii Mermaid floral top, a denim jacket, and light blue espadrille pumps. I went back into my bathroom and began curling my hair. In less than thirty minutes I was done with my hair and makeup. I took one last glance in the mirror before walking into my kitchen.

My dad was already waiting with a Starbucks coffee cup in one hand and a piece of Nutella toast in the other.

"Are you ready to go?" he asked smiling.

"Yup!" I replied happily. I pulled my dad in for a hug, "I'll call you when I arrive."

"Okay," he replied, " I love you. Be safe."  I smiled,

"I love you too, Dad."  I grabbed my food and headed towards my sleek black Porsche convertible. I climbed into the car and typed a quick text to Andrea: ON MY WAY! BE READY, BEOTCH. XOXO -N

My dad waved goodbye from the driveway as I pulled out and drove away. I smiled to myself and blasted my music for the second time that morning.

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When I arrived at Andrea's house I lowered the music and composed a text to her: I'M OUTSIDE. I tapped my black finger nails against the steering wheel as I waited impatiently for her. She always took forever. Fifteen long minutes later, she wobbled out of her house, barely managing to not slip over her driveway. She was wearing a one-shouldered leopard top, a tailored Stella McCartney Safari Linen Jacket, taupe J Brand trousers, and heeled brown, leather knee boots.  She smiled broadly and slid into the car. I turned to face her,

"Are you going to the African Sahara or London?" She rolled her eyes and grinned,

"Please, doesn't London have deserts?" I laughed and shook my head. "Oh." she said feinting surprise. I continued driving as she raised the music. Suddenly, an upbeat, male voice came on the radio,

"THEY STARTED ON THE X-FACTOR. GOT POPULAR IN LONDON. AND NOW THEY HAVE INVADED THE USA. IT'S FIVE BOYS. ONE BAND. ONEEE DIRECTIOONNN!" My mouth formed an "O" shape and I turned to face Andrea. We gave eachother The Look. We began singing along with the radio, "You're insecure, don't know what for. You're turning heads when you walk through the do-o-or. Don't need makeup, to cover up being the way that you are is eno-o-ough." We laughed happily together and she turned to face me,

"So, if you had to choose one member who would it be?" I tapped my chin deep in thought,

"Hmmm. I guess it would be the curly haired one." I said smiling, "What about you?"

"The one with one kidney," she said matter-of-factly. We drove the rest of the way to the airport laughing and talking about what we would do first when we arrived in London.

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