The Day I Met My Best Friend Again

Putt Putt and A Call.

“Emma I’m picking out your outfit!” Eleanor yelled walking into my room.

“And I’m doing your hair.”  Danielle demanded following close behind Eleanor.  I groaned and stuck my tongue at the two. They just laughed and sat me down in the char.

“Guys it’s just putt putt.” I tried to explain.

“But you have no clue how many paparazzi there are going to be. You always want to look your best.” Eleanor said, while Danielle nodded in agreement. I just rolled my eyes but let them have their ways. About 10 minutes later Eleanor shoved an outfit at me and pushed me into the bathroom.

I examined the outfit; I discovered it wasn’t too bad. It was a dark washed pair of cut offs, my shirt was a blue tank top that was shorter in the front and longer in the back. It said ‘Cool Story Babe. Now make me a sandwich.’ Ha, I love that shirt. My shoes were a pair white flip flops. I quickly threw on the outfit and walked out.

“Sit.” Danielle demanded. Once I was sat down she quickly got to work on my hair. She braided my bangs back in a French braid, and when she got far enough back, she pulled the rest of my blonde hair into a messy bun. For my makeup she didn’t put a lot on, which I was thankful for.

Danielle herself had pulled her hair into a regular pony tail and was wearing white shorts with a black tank top like mine that said “Forks are the future.” Well of course. She was wearing blue flip flops.

Eleanor’s hair was in a messy bun with pieces of her hair hanging loose and curled framing her face. She was wearing black shorts with a grey tank top like ours that had stripes on it. Her flip flops were pink.

“Are we ready?” I asked looking at the girls. After a quick nod we all made our way down to the living room, where no doubt the boys were waiting on us.

“About time.” Louis complained looking up. “El! You’re wearing stripes! We match!” He exclaimed his eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Yes Lou, we match.” Eleanor laughed at her boyfriend.

“Ohhh Emma, I love your shirt!” Louis exclaimed again, causing everyone to look at my shirt. I grinned

“I’m quite fond of it too, Lou.” I giggled. “Hey, that rhymed.”

“Can we just go already?  Its 8:30.” Liam complained, causing me to roll my eyes.

“Calm down Li, we’re not going to be late.” Niall said walking up to me and putting his arm around my shoulder.

“Whatever. Let’s just go.” He grumbled. We all followed him out to the van.

*Aunt Jean’s POV*

I was sitting in the boys apartment with Paul. I was to make sure he left the boys alone tonight.

“Paul, I’m sure they are fine. They are grown, and they have Em, Dani, and El with them.” I said trying to get him to calm down. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I gave him a look that said stay there as I walked over to the door. When I opened the door there stood someone who looked really familiar.

“Hi, can I help you?” I asked politely.

“Yeah, are the boys here?” She asked looking bored.

“Um, who are you?”

“Perrie Edwards.” She said, and my eyes widened. No. It couldn’t be. Don’t get your hopes up. “I’m Zayn’s girlfriend.  So if you could let me in.”

“Um they all went putt putting with the girls.” I said and she nodded but had this defeated look in her eyes. “Are you okay sweetie?” I asked putting my hand on her arm. She nodded.