Gotta Be You

Chapter 5

HEY Y'ALL . How you guys doing ? Sorry, it's a bit short and late. Its like the week before exams and I'm cramming in all this educational crap. Hope you like it !

xoxo

- Sandy

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"What?! Who the fudge are they?!... Wait, hold the phone, they're that band. That band that sings that song. That band who has a hit single. They're that band! What is going on, my head cant hold this much drama. What the flip is going on?!" I sort of shouted out. I was wailing my arms and pacing around Andy. I must've looked like an idiot, but I don't care! I stormed up to them.

"Who are you?" I asked, pissed off. Things like not knowing what's going on, pisses me of so goddam much.

"W-were, I, I'm Niall and he's Harry," Niall stuttered out. I must've looked pretty angry. I let out a frustrated sigh.

"Why didn't you tell us? You know saying "We're some famous boy band who has songs on the radio-"

"song, not plural" said Harry, interrupting my rant. I just glared at him.

"A heads up would've been nice," I said annoyed. I turned my head away from them and just looked at Andy. She had an apologetic face aiming for them. Screw them, I was almost attacked by girls screaming out carrots and song lyrics. I stormed my way past them, signalling Andy to follow.

"Enna, wait! Wait up, please! I'm sorry," Niall grabbed my arm as I tried yanking it away but he held on.

"Wait, please. Let me explain," he looked into my eyes as if he could see more than my pupils.

"What? What's there to explain? You're in a big boy band and you didn't even tell me, if you couldn't tell me, how am I meant to trust you?"

"Enna, please. Be patient," Niall pleaded, I cocked my hip to the side sighing.

"Hurry,"

"Well, first of all, I didn't tell you because, well, I wanted to go out with someone who didn't know me. Who didn't wanted to be with me because I'm famous, who knew absolutely nothing about me. Who liked me for me. I wanted to know what it felt like being in a proper relationship, and well, I felt that we could be going somewhere. You were easy to talk to, and even though I only spoke to you for ten minutes, I felt something more. I was nervous around you, but it was a good nervous. It was exciting. I didn't know if it was just because you were beautiful and pretty, I don't know, words don't really explain what I felt. I just wanted to see how it would be like. I'm so sorry if it offended you, I'm sorry for-" I put my finger to his lips. He said quite enough. I was going to apologise to him later tonight when I get home. I was just annoyed at the fact that he didn't bother to tell me.

"That's enough. I, I get what you mean. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to burst out like that," my eyes landing on the floor, observing a blob of dried tar that was shaped like a heart.

He let go of my arm, leaving me cold. We turned over to see Harry and Andy stare at us weirdly, Andy had this grin and Harry had a smirk. Well, I'm assuming things worked out between them, but why are they staring at us like that. I will never understand. We walked towards them and I gave Andy a 'why-are-you-staring-at-me-like-that' look. She just shook her head- I'll just find out when we get home.

"So, what do you wanna do? I mean, I think going to the movies is a bust," said Harry as we got nearer.

"Why don't you come to our house?" perked up Andy. Great idea Andy, not.