“But I see you with him, slow dancing” I sang while using my brush as a microphone and jumping around my room. “Tearing me apart ‘cause you don’t see”
The phone started ringing. I huffed and paused the song on my iPod and looked at who was calling. It was my friend Lily.
“Boo!” she shouted when I picked up.
“Hi!” I said.
“Okay so you know how your birthday is next week, right?” she asked.
“No, I completely forgot” I said in a sarcastic voice. I could imagine her rolling her eyes.
“Anyway, I got you the best, and I mean best, birthday present ever. Make sure you’re at my house on Saturday by 5:00 P.M., okay?”
“Okay…” I said suspiciously. What was she planning? “Okay well, I’m gonna go. You interrupted my fangirling.” I said.
She laughed. “Okay. Happy fangirling!” I hung up and turned my music back on.
Not even 30 seconds later, my mom was yelling “DINNER TIME!!!” I once again paused my music and went downstairs, an unhappy look on my face.
“What’s the matter, Sophie?” my mom asked me.
“You interrupted my fangirling.” I said, glaring at her.
She put her hands up in mock-surrender. “My bad”
For dinner we had eggs and sausage…it was breakfast for dinner.
“So mom,”
“So Soph,”
“Lily called earlier and she wants me to be at her house on Saturday by 5:00 P.M.” I said.
“Oh really?” she asked. I nodded my head. “That seems fine to me” she said.
“Thanks mom!” I said kissing her cheek and running upstairs to my room.
I turned my music and sighed happily, flopping down on my bed and singing along. “Whenever you kiss him, I’m breaking. Oh how I wish that was me. Da da da da da” Next thing I know, I was drifting off to sleep, dreaming about my furture husbands.
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My alarm woke me up, Zayn singing his verse to What Makes You Beautiful.
I texted Lily “I. LOVE. BIG, RED. BUS!” and got changed. It was Saturday, my 16th birthday. My big sweet 16…I wonder what was in store for me.
I threw on my sundress that was purple, orange, and coral with white hearts all over it. “Good enough.” I said, inspecting myself in the mirror. I wore white sandals and put on little make-up. Just some silver eyeliner and eyeshadow.
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I Want (1D Fan-fiction)
FanfictionMeet Sophie, a 15 year old girl who loves One Direction, along with thousands of other girls. She's loved them since day 1, and they're all she thinks about. On her 16th birthday, her best friend Lily gives her the most astonishing gift a directione...