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Chapter five guyss! O: This is basically a filler so not much going on here but more drama and crap to come in the next few chapters xD I promise ya!
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"Oh crap. What's a good outfit? Where is it? I'm raiding my own closet!" I repeated to myself as I desperately searched for a good outfit to wear, "YES THIS ONE!!" I exclaimed to myself as I held up a baggy off shoulder sweater with an adorable picture of Minnie Mouse on the front.
"Black skinny jeans. Yeah, that'll do." I muttered to myself. I honestly didn't want to do too much with the outfit since I'm only going to a casual meeting at a cafe. Shouldn't be anything too wild.
Once I threw the outfit on, I grabbed the curling iron and began dividing my hair apart. I took medium sized sections of hair each time and curled from the middle to the end loosely. When all parts had been curled, I ran my hands through my dark brown hair and lightly pushed it upwards to create a bit more volume.
"Phone, phone, phone. Where'd I put my phone?!" I searched the room frantically trying to spot the turquoise and white iPhone case in the dump of junk that I call 'my room', "There you are!" I yelled in relief as I spotted it hiding in the pile of unfolded covers that I forgot to put away that morning due to my brother's mindless acts. I grabbed it, pushed it into my pocket and rushed downstairs.
I heard the faint sound of arguing coming from the kitchen and assumed Caitlyn and Adam hadn't left my house yet. I pushed the door to the kitchen and poked my head in to see what they were up to. I saw them both leaned over the table from their own sides with their mouths moving furiously, yelling insults at each other. Their mouths stopped automatically while their heads turned towards me as they heard the kitchen door open.
"What the hell are you two arguing about this time?" I asked, slightly upset that my best friend and brother who were both older than me couldn't learn to get along and kept acting like little babies.
"He called me a bitch with fake extensions!"
"She slapped me!"
"Because you called me a bitch with fake extensions!"
"You didn't have to slap me!"
"I can slap who I wanna slap!"
And with that, they both engaged into arguing again, leaving me standing there with a half upset and half amused expression lingering on my face. I shook my head and rolled my eyes at their childish behavior and decided to just leave them alone while they bicker like an old couple.
"Don't kill my house!" I yelled behind me as I left the kitchen. Although I'm gonna assume that they didn't hear me. Oh well. Whatever's damaged when I get back is gonna be what they pay for. I stepped out of my front door and closed it behind me as I unlocked my car. Once the ignition was started, I pulled out of my driveway and headed for Starbucks.
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As I pulled into Starbuck's property, my eyes immediately searched for a parking space and I luckily found an empty one positioned near the entrance just waiting to be filled. Taking advantage of the opportunity, I drove into the parking space and pulled my key out. I stepped out of the car and locked it as I made my way to the entrance. I pulled it open with my free hand while my other hand was holding my phone, already trying to connect to the wifi network.
Once I peeled my eyes off the phone, I searched the cafe for any sign of Harry. After failing to spot him, I figured he hadn't arrived yet. Feeling slightly disappointed that I had to wait for him, I quickly found a free table next to the window and sat down. I resumed scrolling up and down my time line on twitter. I didn't really follow a lot of people. Only a few friends and family members and Harry of course. I decided to look for the other guys from One Direction.
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