Dear Readers,
Thanks for waiting and reading my book. To make up for the lateness, this is a super long chapter, for you all.
Alex:)
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"Hello." I said in a flat voice.
"Hey," Niall said. Urgghh him again.
"What do you want?" I asked,
"Just to talk. About, you know." Oh no. Not this.
"Well if that's all you want then goodbye."
"Actually, I wanted to ask you if you maybe want to..."
"What?" I urged.
"Go out sometime? Please don't hang up!" he said very quick. Wow I didn't expect that.
Should I? I don't know... he just asked me out... What should I do? "Yes."
"REALL-" I hung up. Oh my god.
"Breathe, Claire, breathe." I said to myself.
"Why are you super nervous/excited/something else?" Jenny asked.
This is what I wanted to tell her: 'Omg Niall asked me out!!!!! I don't know what to wear, I need your help, why did this happen to me, and-- wait. It just occured to me that I never gave Niall my number...
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH STALKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled running around my supersized house. What? He is seriously going to stalker proportions. I mean seriously it's not like I'm Queen Latifah. Oh that reminds me of the movie valentine's day. Heehee so funny. Oh right, back to the point. This is creepy. I wanna know how he got my stupid friggin number. Probably from the worthless Internet. I take that back though because I probably wouldn't be able to live without it. Grrr. But I do know that he must've gotten one of the boys to help him. He's not the sharpest tool in the shed, trust me, I know from past experience.
*Flashback*
"Niall, what are you doing?" I asked as he looked for something in the fridge.
"Looking for bread to make a sandwich." he said, turning to face me.
Interesting. He's looking for bread in the fridge. You'd think that since he likes food so much he would know my kitchen by now. Amused by his searching in weird places, I watched for about a minute longer, and then spoke up.
"Niall, what makes you think that the bread is in the refrigerator?" I asked the almost 12 year old blondie.
"Cuz... well... I don't know."
I chuckled at him and closed the refrigerator door and got the bread out of the cabinet. I made him a very nice sandwich and he butchered it by shoving it in his face. So much for going in class. Wow, I never really realized how fast he eats...
*Flashback over*
"Umm, Claire?" Lexy asked. Huh. Must've been zoned out for a while. How long I wonder...? I checked my phone, 10:00. I zoned out for 15 minutes? Wow I am very clouded with thoughts right now.
Niall's POV
"Yes."
"REALLY?" Oh my god. I'm so happy right now! I could kiss a walrus right now!!! The phone beeped signalling that the call ended, interrupting my happy dance. Wait, so, how am I supposed to tell her when the date is? Why did she just hang up? Oh well. I can always call her back.
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