Chapter 2
Emily's P.O.V.
We had three days of preparation before One Direction would be coming to the studio; we had to make sure everything was perfect. I got my hair cut and went shopping for a new outfit; I wanted to make sure I made a good impression. Even though I knew that Louis would never notice me, I got a new one nonetheless. But my attemps, in my mind, were futile. I don't of myself as pretty; besides, I'm just the coffee girl. I do odd jobs and that's it; end of discussion. I'm not important; I don't make a major impact.
"So Emily, are you excited about tomorrow?" my friend, Isabelle, asked.
"I can't believe you get to meet them! I would die of exctement if I was within 100 miles of them," said my other friend, Mallery, fanning her face as a faint blush spread across her cheeks, sitting down on the couchnext to me.
"Guys," I begin. "It's not like I'm actually going to talk to them. I mean, I'm only going to be bringing them coffee and stuff." I sigh depressingly. "Besides, why would any one of them notice me, especially someone like Louis? I'm just-" I falter, taking a deep breath, a sad look on my face. "I'm just the coffee girl."
"C'mon, Emily, brighten up!" Isabelle exclais, a wide smile on her face. "I'm sure he'll notice you. I mean, the least he could do is say 'thank you' for the coffee." She smiles at me, trying to cheer me up, but it doesn't work.
"Yeah, he has to notice you, or so help me, I will drug him and lock you two in a room together until he finally realizes his feelings for you!" Mallery yells, no joking in her voice. At our looks, she gives us a sheepish smile and says meekly, "Or we could force him on a date with you. Whichever works."
“No thanks, Mallery; I think I’ll do just fine on my own,” I say with a laugh as she sticks her tongue out at me.
“Em, you know I'm only trying to help. Don’t be so nervous, I'm sure ‘Lily’ is bound to happen,"Isabelle continues, giving me a cheeky smile.
“Oh, would you quit bringing that up,” I say with a laugh. “We made up that ‘ship name’ in the 8th grade!”
“Hey, you never know," Isabelle says, shooting a teasing glance at Mallery. "Maybe 'Mall' will happen too!"
I shake my head as a wide smile spreads across my face. We had made up these names back in the 8th grade; back when we were obsessed fangirls. Then again, we still are.
“Whatever, Isabelle. Don’t make me bring up ‘Liabelle’ or ‘Isarry’. Because that’s pretty embarrassing, if I do say so myself.”
We all laugh together, remembering all the weird and crazy things we did in the 8th grade together. At that time, we were all seriously obsessed with One Direction. I mean, we each had blogs dedicated to them and Mallery and Isabelle even wrote entire fan fictions about them marrying one of the guys. But now, I actually have the opportunity of meeting them; and I can't help but think…
What if Louis did notice me?
What would happen then?
I guess I'm just going to have to wait and see.
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heh heh well this is a short chapter -___-
thanks @SparklyTissues for being the editor for this chapter XD
