Out here in Narnia (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 18

Hannah’s POV

          For the next week and a half the number of teenage girls turning up at the coffee shop grew at a steady rate. They’d come in, order the least expensive thing on the menu and ask for a picture or for me to sign something.

          It was really weird for me, like I’ve said before… I’m not social. I would never go up to someone and initiate a conversation, so for all of these girls to actually want to interact with me kind of made me feel special.

          However there was the occasional girl who would come in and be completely rude, some even threatened me… But Stacey had always come to my rescue, escorting the girl straight out of the shop. I barely ate any more though… when ever I did I felt awful about it and remembered everything that all those girls had said

          I talked to the boys as often as I could; they’d at least text me every day, Liam never failed to tell me every day that I was beautiful. The first week had actually flown by; it was this second week that was killing me. Like that last 10 minutes of a workout… not that I would know, but I heard it was a bitch. Each day seemed to get longer and longer…

          Yesterday the girl that covers the other half of the day that I’m not working called in sick so I volunteered to work for her; I needed the extra money anyways… I had way more people to shop for this year. I’d already done most of my Christmas shopping but I still needed to pick up Liam’s gift.

I’d known exactly what to get all of the other boys and my sister but I was starting to panic… I had no idea what to get one of the most important people in my life. Right now I was sitting on the couch with my sister brainstorming.

“Britt I have no clue what to get him… Does that make me an awful girlfriend?” I asked as she flipped through the channels on the TV.

“Just get him like a gift card or something.” She shrugged.

“But I want to get him something that shows him how much he means to me.” I tried to explain to her.

“Well what doesn’t he have?”

“That’s the thing! He has everything…”

“I have an idea.” She said slowly.

“What?” I grabbed her shoulders and shook her.

“Write him a song.” I stopped shaking her and thought about it.

“Ohmygod… I could do that. I mean it won’t be like professional or anything but I think I could do it!”

“Great, now let go of me.” She giggled and pushed me away.

I spent the rest of my day off at home writing, and while it wasn’t top ten material, it got my feelings across and said everything I’ve wanted to tell him. I finished at about ten and sighed happily, I hope he likes it…I zipped my guitar back up into its case and flopped into bed, only three more days.

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          I groaned and rolled over, hitting the snooze on my alarm. The last two days were hell, they seemed like they would never end but finally it was Friday and tomorrow Britt and I were flying to England.

          I literally rolled off the bed, falling flat on my back as I hit the floor. I groaned again and sat up, that kind of hurt… I stood up and skipped down to the bathroom, I was in the best mood… nothing could ruin it.

Turning on the water in the shower I stripped off all of my clothes and looked in the mirror, in just two weeks I’ve lost so much weight. My stomach was flat and any extra weight I’d had on my hips or the rest of my body for that matter was practically gone.