Im that one fan

Chapter 1 Amelia

Em, you have to remember I don't care about the things you like." My dad chuckled after saying this because he knows I know he cares about almost everything I tell him.

In a high pitched wine kind of voice I said. "Come on! Dad!" I lightly hit the top of his head and went up to my bedroom. In my bedroom the walls are literally covered in posters. When you could actually see the walls you'd notice they are aqua blue. My "theme" of my room is ocean. When I was little I've was always fascinated with the ocean and especially turtles. I hopped onto my bed with my I pad and went onto my twitter. My cat bubbles jumped up on my bed with me. Bubbles is five I got her when I was ten ( that's why her name Is really stupid.) on my twitter I went to Harry's profile and tried to see what he was up to, but he always tweets weird things so I gave up. After five other minutes I logged out of my twitter.. It gets really boring. I turned off my I pad and layed down and drifted to sleep.

I woke the next morning on Sunday. Ugh , I don't want to go to school tomorrow. I went down stairs to eat cereal. Then I took out my I phone to text my friend Amelia, I totally forgot to tell her what happened yesterday, I think she's probably a bigger fan than I am of one direction but her favorite is Zayn. I texted her

To Amelia:

Hey I have to tell you something.. It's really cool.

From Amelia: hey 😉. What is it you need to tell me?

To Amelia: I can't tell you by texting, can you come to my house?

From Amelia: yeah I can come over ill be there in like 5 minutes.

Amelia arrived at my house in actually in seven minutes, but It obviously wasn't a problem. When she walked in my house the first thing she said was. "WHAT? WHAT DO YOU NEED TO TELL ME?!" "I MET HARRY AND NIALL!!!!!!!!" we bolth screamed and jumped up and down for about two minutes. Then we stopped and I lastly told her that Harry slipped his number in my pocket. She flipped a tit. I've never seen her been so excited before.

----Amelia's point of view----

I can't believe Emily met Harry and Niall. It's not like every day you can say oh yeah I bumped into Harry styles and Niall Horan on the street and, Harry gave me his number. The only time people say that is when they are lying and I know Emily doesn't lie. She's one of the most sweetest and truthful people I've ever known. But me on the other hand, I'm the total opposite, at school people call me a bitch and I know it. I don't try to be one. I just do I feel like its mean but when I'm being rude to everyone it feels good. I guess I'm a attention seeker too. Em's really quiet and it kinda scares me because, sometimes she's quiet around me and I'm actually her best friend so.. It's weird. For the rest of the night me and Em gossiped about one direction, listened to their new album, and played just dance. We were being really loud with our giggling at one point and Em's mom came down stairs and said. "I swear to god, if I hear one more thing about how long one directions penis's are I'm going to shoot my big toe!" "Haha, sorry mom." Emily said. "Yeah sorry, Mrs. Sealer." I said. Mrs.Sealer told us it was fine and to quiet down. The good thing about Emily's parents are, is that they are pretty chill. Her mother doesn't care if we talk about dirty things like that, she just would never let Emily have sex unless the boys parents knew that was going on and her mother knew and that her mom got health documents from the boys doctor. On the other hand Em's dad is pretty cool too except that he would probably get mad that his daughter was talking about a boys junk. I mean Em is Mr. Sealers baby, if he ever heard any one talk about her in a yanno a dirty way, or Emily talk about a boy In ANWAY his tits would not be calm. His tits would be not even one bit still, they would be moving so much that they would be breaking glass everywhere.

----Emily's point of view-----

Me and Amelia had such a good night last night. I was the first one to wake up in the living room. Oh no I forgot that we have school today.. Oh Jesus. I started to wake Amelia up and I saw her eyes open. I said. "Amelia we have school today it's only 6:00 we still have 34 Minutes to get ready for the bus." "Oh shit!" Amelia yelled. We bolth sprang up and ran up to my room were her bag was. It took bolth of us about 3 minutes to get dressed and a little more time for our makeup, then about 6 minutes to eat breakfast. The good thing was that Amelia's parents tells her whenever she spends a night somewhere she always has her bag. It's because so that she never has the excuse "I didn't have my bag." or "I didn't have time." Or even because of sleeping over on school nights. So we made it two minutes early to the bus stop across my street. When we were on the bus, I finally got the guts to text Harry. I texted him..

To Harry:

Hello, this is the girl you gave your number to in New York. My names Emily.

I didn't get a text message from him until my third period of the day.

From Harry:

Oh, umm hello. I'm guessing you found my number in your pocket right? Haha.

I didn't text him back until I got home because I didn't want to get in trouble In the middle of English, it would be really bad because my teacher takes the phone and then reads the last text and, who it was from so...everyone would go mad.

To Harry:

Sorry, that I didn't text you back. Even if you didn't want me to.. I was in the middle of class I didn't want my teacher to read the text and see that you sent it. I mean that would stink right?

I was so happy I copied and pasted and text the text he sent me to Amelia. She called me and said. "Girl, if you keep this up you could possibly have some sort of relationship with THE HARRY STYLES." I said back. "That would be the coolest thing ever, I mean one being friends or dating a celebrity and two Harry's like really hot." Amelia said. " you know If you get lucky you might...." I cut her off. "Amelia OMG stop right there!" We talked for a little while about school and how much we hated some teachers. Then I ended the call.

I got woken up my phone at about twelve at night by getting a text message from Harry.

From Harry:

:/ yeah that would stink I guess.. But wouldn't people knowing you know me would be cool right? I also do want to text you, you seem like a very nice girl I hope we can see each other again. I'm also sorry if you get texts from me at late times, I'm usually busy and a lot farther away from you.

I'm so tired and I feel like I'm going to die, Harry wants to see me again and he thinks I'm really nice. Wow I've never felt this great before.

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Okay Guys sorry for a short chapter, my chapters throughout the whole story will be about 2 to 4 page long.