Rosie
Over the next four days Nate and Lilly have been out three more times and he finally asked her to be his girlfriend. Nate's a great guy, in my opinion and obviously's Lilly's, so I approve. Since they are an item now, Lilly has begged me to come and join her at Nate's table during Lunch, which I agreed to. His friends are mainly on the schools baseball team, and in ways, are a lot like him. Across from me is, Derek, a boy with golden locks and hazel eyes and next to him is Sam, a really smart kid who has blond hair and bluish eyes. Lilly is sitting in-between me and Nate, and next to Nate is Will, a super tall and buff guy with blond hair as well as Sam. We have all been making great conversation, mostly about our plans for summer, or baseball, which I could talk about for hours. If you haven't guessed, I love and play softball myself. Nate turns and looks in my direction.
"Hey Rosie, so are you coming with us to the park this weekend?" He asked, and the Lilly smirked.
But she spoke up before I had the chance to. "Of course she is" She sent her smirk over to me and winked.
"That's great. You and Harry would get along great, he's a really cool guy" He nodded, speaking highly of his friend.
"I hope so" I faked smiled, returning my attention to my half eaten cookie on my lunch tray. But maybe, meeting Harry could potentially take my attention off of Luke, making things much easier.
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Since today is Friday, I came home from school and immediately ran up my incredibly long ass stairs to my bedroom, along with Lilly. She came home with me today so we could get ready together, as we pretty much always do for events like this, and she said she wanted to 'glam me up' for Harry, which I reluctantly agreed to. First we picked out our outfits, me letting her choose from my closet since she claims she loves my clothes more than her own. After a good five minutes of skimming, I found my outfit. (A/N: Outfit in sidebar (:). I quickly changed into it, and sat down by my vanity so Lilly could do my makeup. She rummaged through my makeup drawers and found my BB cream and concealer that I swore by, a shimmery nude eye shadow, my Falsies mascara, some blush and bronzer and finally, my Nars light pink lip gloss.
She applied that onto my face in about ten minutes, and finally let me look. I swear, she should be a makeup artist. I know it's a simple look, and fairly easy to accomplish, the way she does it makes me look naturally flawless and like their is no makeup present. Although my favorite part would have to be my eyelashes, they are heavily coated in black mascara, making my hazel eyes standout and have more color, giving me resemblance to a porcelain doll. I thanked her, and she went on to do her makeup. When we deemed ourselves ready, we headed out. While we were her silver Camry, I sent a swift text to my mother, letting her know I wouldn't be home until later tonight.
When we arrived to the ginormous park, we spotted the stage and about fifty feet away from it was a rather large blanket with two people sat on it. When Lilly realized it was Nate, she immediately pulled me over across the lawn to join them. And that was when my nerves started to actually kick in.
When we got closer to them, I spotted a boy with brown curls wearing a blue flannel along with black skinny jeans and some white converse. I like his style, I immediately thought. Although when he turned his head in my direction, I swore I was going to loose consciousness. Oh. My. God. His curls were placed messily atop his head (A/n: Bc lets face it, we all want his hair down again am i right) and he had these bright green eyes that I could see from where I was standing. Looks like the odds are in my favor for once. I thought I would potentially never get over Luke but now, maybe I could.
As soon as Harry spotted me he immediately stood up, a smile etched on his heart shaped lips. He made his way over to me and I swear I was going to faint, yes the boy had that much power over me. When he was standing right in front of me, he went to shake my hand. "Hi, I'm Harry" He spoke in a deep British accent. Holy shit, take me out of the oven because I'm done.
"Rosie" I introduced, taking his hand, while standing there in awe. He was almost as tall as Luke, and Luke's a giant. Forget about him, he doesn't like you, my subconscious told me.
"I know" he smirked. I might just melt on the spot.
"Come on lovebirds, the concerts' about to start!" Lilly shouted at us, which pulled me out of my daze.
Me and Harry had a seat next to Nate and Lilly on the blanket. Harry and I sparked up a light, and rather comfortable and easy conversation, mainly sharing our interests and other information about ourselves, just getting to know each other. He listened intently, as if he was making a mental note in his brain, and his eyes would rarely leave mine, which I loved.
When he mentioned that he plays college baseball, my eyes widened. "Wait, you play baseball?" I asked the curly headed boy, in shock.
"Yes... why is their something wrong?" He asked, curious to my reaction of the sport he played.
I simply laughed. "No, of course not. I love baseball, I play softball myself"
"I like your laugh" He smiled
Heat began to rush up to my cheeks. "Thank you" I smiled in return.
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Luke
"Guys, were on in three" I inform the boys, while tuning my guitar. I am so excited for the fact that I get to play in my hometown again. When it was time for us to make our way to the stage, both me and my guitar were ready. We stepped out on stage and I was immediately greeted by the many fans that came to see us. I love the total rush feeling I get whenever I walked onto the stage in front of our fans. It compared to the feeling I got when I kissed Rosie for the first time a few months back. It was incredible. No- Luke your not aloud to think about that, remember?, my subconscious warned. I shook the feeling off. But when my gaze went towards the crowd again I spotted my sister, along with who I assumed was her boyfriend, Nate. But they weren't alone. Next to them was Rosie, and some other guy. She was giving an all to familiar smile at something he said.
She took her gaze off the boy and looked up at the stage. When she spotted me, she immediatley looked away, back to that guy. Then I felt something different, and that feeling was definitely jealousy.
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My Bestfriend's Brother/ l.h
Fanfiction"my best friend's brother is the one for me"
