Yazmins pov:
"fuck yes, finally!" Francesca said, swiping Her ID to clock out for the end of the day. I had already clocked out plus now we were leaving our workplace in London, a tall ten story building that looked like an egg. Francesca and I work as interns for R&Y fashion, which is the biggest fashion company, in the world.
" we should get drunk tonight, go to that one bar down the street."
" hah." Francesca retorted " you only want to go because of the 'cute' bartender."
"so?"
" never mind."
" taxi!" I yelled once we were in the street, once pulled up and we climbed in.
" train station please." i said " oh an American, where you from?" the cabbie asked.
" uh, I'm from San Fransico,but I moved here when I was ten. Been here for about 7 years now." " cool beans." he answered and kept on driving.
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On the train....
Francesca's pov:
Yazmin kept scrolling through her iPhone. " oh look what niall tweeted!" she showed me her phone.
"I dont like one direction,you know I don't really care."
I frowned " come on you know you wanna fuck zayn."
"which one is he again?"
" how can you not fucking know? I even made you watch them on the x factor!"
" one direction's music is shit."
"bitch." she muttered.
" Excuse me, what?" I received a glare from yazmin. Suddenly, the train started moving.
" oh amen" I said. The train usually took an hour to get to where yazmin and I lived, chessington. A half hour later....
" fuck you!" I shouted receiving glares for cursing. Yazmin and I were playing fruit ninja and she was beating my ass at it. Yazmin laughed. Then, the door that I wasn't facing but yazmin was, slid open.
5 guys that looked like thugs stepped out. And before we knew it, they approached yazmin and mine(?) seat. They were all wearing hoodies with their hoods up, except for one, baggy pants, and Nike trainers.
" can we sit here?" one with a kind voice asked. Strangely, his voice sounded familiar.
" uh sure." I scooted over to the window to make room for the boys/thugs and yazmin did the same.
" where you ladies headed?" the one who didn't have a hood up asked, and was wearing a beanie instead.
" Chessington. You?" I figured I'd do all or most of the talking because yazmins a shy person around people, but a pure maniac with friends.
" same." his voice sounded familiar too.
" have I met you guys before? Because you guys sound really familiar.."
"oh no! No!" one said after another. One had an Irish accent, Wait. I looked over to Yazmin and raised an eyebrow. She gave me a confused look.
I texted her: To: Yazmin 5 guys, 1 Irish, the rest British, does that sound familiar? I pressed send. When she read it she looked up shocked.
" hey, um, soo." I said quieter " am I talking to the famous one direction?"
" shhhh!" they said quickly Yazmin started fangirling, literally, she started screaming, and jumping, and hyperventilating.
I tried to cover it up saying she was having an asthma attack. Because the looks that we were getting were sure going to have us kicked off the train.
" I guess she's a fan. How bout you love?"beanie asked.
" oh me? Nah."
" aw, that hurt." he said over dramatically, placing his hands over his heart.
" I'm sure it did. So what's your names? Coz you know, I'm not a fan."
" boys she's not a fan! She doesn't even know our names! And we've been pretty big here for like, two years right?" beanie said
"EXCUSE ME?! Oh girl NO! NOT ACCEPTABLE! Not in Britain, not in my country girl, not here!" mr. sassy protested.
" well we're entitled to our own opinions" friendly said trying to back me up.
"YES! Thank you, I like you bro!" he smiled.
" I'm Liam, that's Louis(MrSassy), Harry(beanie), Niall, and Zayn."
"awesome, nice to meet you guys. I'm Francesca and that's yazmin." yazmin was still recovering from : holy shit holy shit one direction is sitting right next to me.
" Next stop, chessington." the electronic female voice blared from above.
" well, thats both of our stops." I sighed
" wait, are you ladies free tonight?" Harry asked.
" uh, hell to the yeah."
" cool let's meet up tonight." Liam said
" sounds good, right yaz?" she nodded We exchanged phone numbers quickly then all seven of us got off the train.
" cya tonight guys." yazmin said ( over) excitedly.
" yeah, cya." niall said to yazmin blushing slightly.
"bye!" I waved. The boys said the rest of their goodbyes and we went our separate ways. I playfully elbowed yazmin, while we were walking to the car, its kinda hard to though when your 5'7 and your friend is 5'0.
"ooooo someone already likes you!" I started singing/ yelling
" shut the fuck up." she said. Tonight was going to be fun as hell.
Hoped u guys liked it :) :) and btw the picture on the right side is the person I picked to play Yazmin. Isn't she really pretty :)
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