Heart Breakers and Love appreciators. ON HIATUS

Chapter 2

Heart breakers and Love appreciators

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Hey guys! I was reading over chapter 1 to see went down and I realised how shitty that chapter was! it was so short and just a filler! im so angry with myself right now RAWR! Continuing on, heres chapter 2 and I have to write in daisys p.o.v for like 2 seconds just to get some feelings down ok? She will just pop up at random times so be aware! Anyways enjoy :) HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIAM JAMES PAYNE FOR TOMMOROW AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY EDWARD FOR TODAY LOVE YOU LONG TIME BOYS! <3<3<3 (btw edward is my little brother :) its his first birthday today :')) Oh and whilst I was writing this chapter I was listening to

--> Heart Skips A Beat by Olly Murs <--

so inspiration right there!

Lots of Love

Daaacy-Boo <33 xx

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Nialls P.O.V

"OK Haz, you remember the plan?" After days of searching we had finally found out what school the girls went to. It was a all girls college in the east of Wellington (school mates see what i did there? ;)) Today me and Harry were going to suprise Caitlin and Daisy. Best part was they had no clue what was happening. By now people had found out we were in fact not in London but in New Zealand. Haha proves how sneaky we could be. Everyday girls were at the hotel calling for us and Caitlin and Daisy had even put up a video about it. They said how excited they were and wondered why we were here. If only they knew.... "Yes Ni for the millionth time I know the plan. You have made us rehearse it like a billion times!" Harry told me sounding annoyed and tired. "OI this is for you to lover boy!" He blushed because I knew how hard he was crushing on Caitlin because I was just the same, if not more with Daisy. The plan was that Harry and I had contacted the girls college and had asked the principal if she could hold a suprise assembly and call the girls on stage and we would thank them and hopefully become friends, if not more. It was so simple. Couldn't fail! All this was happening today and Harry and I were trying to make ourselves presentable. We didn't have a stylist so would have to dress ourselves. I thought we looked alright but Harry was a completely different story. "Niall does my hair look alright?" "Is my blazer on straight?" "Bow-tie or no bow-tie?" These were just some of the questions he was asking. "Harry your Harry Styles! If you were in fatpants (sweatpants?) and a old t-shirt girls would still flock to you!" This seemed to help a little bit and he calmed down enough for me to deem him ready to go to the school. "Ok Hazzy it's time to go because we need to be there at 1.20pm and it is now 1pm so lets go to the van and head off ok?" He started shaking and I felt so bad for the poor guy. "Haz just calm down mate or we can't go at all!" He stopped shaking and started walking to the door. "Coming or not?" Harry asked. Cheeky bugger he is. We snuck down to the lift (eleavator) and then crept to the back door towards the van. We breathed a sigh of relief when we got to the van. We hopped in the back and told the driver where to go. By now my leg was jumping up and down in excitement and Harry was chewing on his fingernails. 'Here we come girls ready or not' I thought to myself seeing their school standing proudly on top of the hill.

Daisy P.O.V (Whut?)

Caitlin and I were heading towards the hall after some emergency assembly had been called and everyone was to attend. Probably just talking about next year or something. Nothing exciting.

Nialls P.O.V

By now the van was going up the driveway towards the school and Harry and I were freaking out though I was more secretive about it. Harry was blabbering on about how Caitlin would never like him and so on so I did what any good friend would do. I slapped him. Right across the face. "OI WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" He yelled at me. "Mate you need to calm down OK? Just think of this as the olympics. We have been there, done that so this is a piece of cake right?" I said re assuring him. "Yeah the olympics that's good!" He said laughing some what manically. 'Oh such fun' I thought to myself, 'I know have to deal with an insane Harry. Joy' Suddenly the van stopped and my tummy erupted into a swarm of butterflies. Harry gave a little squeak and looked up towards the daunting school. "Room 39 that's where we need to go" I said to Harry as we jumped out of the van and secruity sourrounded us from prying eyes. We could hear the chatter of girls as we walked past the hall and up into room 39 where the principal was waiting. We walked up and shook her hand and took a few photos with her. Channel 3 was here like we had asked them to be. "The girls are very curious about what's going on as they spotted the cameras at the hall entrance and I did spot both Caitlin and Daisy together like always. But make sure no one sees you before boys. This is an all girls school after all." She warned us. We nodded our heads and walked into the wings where it was dark. The principal walked out on stage and the girls went silent. We had told her to do anythin they usually would and save us for last. So we were supprised when the girls stood up and we heard the opening section for What Makes You Beautiful. The principal had told us they always sung a song but never pop. We laughed as the girls got really into, dancing around and singing at the top of their lungs. Harry and I were also singing along with the girls. When the song finished the girls quitely sat down and their principal began talking. After discussing things me and Harry paid no attention to, the time had come. "Could Caitlin and Daisy Teltham please come to the stage?" All the girls sourrounding them turned their heads and thats when we spotted them. They looked so alike but dressed so differently. Caitlin was in a dress with tights and chucks and a cardigan and had gone for your casual whilst Daisy was wearing a flowy skirt that finished a bit above her knees with a plain black blouse tucked in and little ankle boots on. You could see that they had plenty of friends as everyone touched their arms as they walked past. It looked like only the year 13's got to wear mufti (what ever clothing you want) whilst the younger years had a uniform. They didn't look scared as they approached the stage. As they walked up the steps at the front of the stage my heart started pounding even more if that was possible. Then the principal began talking.