Meant To Be 25:
"Lets go out to dinner!" Harry said. "OHHHH no." I said "Look at me!" I pointed at my clothes. "Then change, love." Harry said, and hugged me around me waist from behind. I sighed and changed into my one shouldered red dress with the slinky layers. I threw on a pair of electric blue slides and left my hair is the full beach waves it was in. I did smokey makeup and twirled in the mirror. But when I walked out and saw Alicia in a emerald green midthigh dress, I knew I was screwed. "Let's go, Ashley!" Alicia said to me. We had a joke where I called her Samantha, after Samantha Boscarino, and she called me Ashley, after Ashley Benson, because we both looked exactly like them. Nobody questioned is as we called each other that. We headed towards a seafood place on the water, called Bueno. "What will you have?" She asked me. I didn't answer, because I was still mad for her showing up without warning. "Hey." She whispered. "Don't get mad over this. It's not like in going to steal Harry or anything." I stared at her and turned around swiftly, hiring Er in the face with my hair. I heard her grumble and turn towards Zayn. I talked to Harry most of the time, and to everyone else the rest. I never spoke o Alicia directly, just in a group or a trio. But never one on one. We were going to go to a bar, but no one felt up to it. "Is it okay if I bring a sleeping bag into here?" Alicia asked me. "Um." I said, side glancing at Juliet. She widened her eyes and slowly shook her head. "Of course! Why don't you take the couch instead." Gigi said. "No!" I said, and everyone looked at me. "Um, I meant wouldn't you like your own room?" I blushed. "Just let her stay." Zayn said from the sofa. I shot him. Death stare, and Juliet turned away, looking hurt. "Ok!" Alicia said, then sat closer than she needed to, next to Zayn. He looked slightly pleased, and I was glad Juliet had turned around. Alicia's visit was starting to hurt more people than me. 'And more pleasure from not just Zayn' I thought as I saw Louis checked her out.
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Meant To Be
FanfictionLayla is an American girl sent away to London for a dance contract with only her wallet, dance shoes, and a dream. She expects to find a story worthy of a biography, but what she gets is a story for Hollywood. Things get out of hand, featuring a boy...
