Chapter One

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~~~Olivia POV~~~

     I walked down the sidewalk of Times Square and could see the building that was my destination. As the doors swung open, I could see the sign for Culture Couture Magazine.  Across the lobby I could see Roxanne, which meant I was late. I dashed by her, hoping she couldn't see me and grabbed the closest elevator. I tapped my foot for the whole ride to the 56th floor and finally came to the glass doors that were all too familiar

"Cutting it close aren't we?" Molly said while laughing from behind the front desk. I ran to the desk outside Roxanne's office and finally caught my breath.

"Here is your coffee Olivia, I swear, if I was late every day I would have an anxiety attack or something" Coralie said from from her desk.

 Before i could answer I saw Roxanne standing right in front of my desk with a grim look on her face.

"Olivia, Please come into my office now" she said in a monotone voice which was propbably worse than her yelling.

"You have clearly not taken this job seriously and I count that as an indicator that you don't want this job any longer. I am not firing you but this is your second strike and if you get a third you are out! Do you read me? Now leave for the rest of the day so I don't grow less fond of you! Come back tomorrow and you can have another chance. Bye Now" Roxanne blurted in her calm British accent before I could even say good morning. I quickly grabbed my Marc Jacobs handbag and walked out the glass doors with anger in my eyes.

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           As I walked quickly down the packed streets I could feel tears coming on rapidly. When this happened to most employees, they were fired that day!

           Roxanne aside, I am going tomake something of this day. If I sulk, then I know nothing will go well. I crossed the street with the crowd of people surrounding me as usual. I walked towards the starbucks about five feet away from me and opened the door and almost instantly rammed into the body of a boy.

"Hey watch it! Balancing in these heels is harder than it looks!" I blurted before looking up at the man.

Right whenour eyes met, my mouth gaped. He had gorgeous blue eyes, beach blonde hair, and he laughed at  my remark...but I didn't mind one bit. His smile was one of a five year old. You could not help but smile back because it could light up a room.

"Well maybe you should wear normal shoes like me and not those torture devices." he teased.

Irish! Could he really be Irish?! Lord take me now because this is too good to be true! What more could this guy have going for him? Athlete? Musician? Oh please don't let him be a creep!

"Well now that I think about it, It was my fault really! I should have watched where I was going." I said weakly

"No biggie anyway. So terrible shoes girl, Do you have a name? Mine is Niall in case you wanted to know mine first."

"It's Olivia."

"Cute name" He said with a grin

All I wanted to do was listen to his accent all day. Then, two voices came from the coffee shop. The two boys came out and stood next to Niall.

"Niall man, What are you doing wrong this time?" Said a boy with an angelic British accent and a short Buzz cut.

The other handsome boy that was on his phone had light brown flippy hair and he looked as though he was awaitng someone to emerge from the shop. Sure enough, someone did. It was a girl with gorgeous brown wavy hair and she looked like she had stepped out of a magazine. 

"Oh sorry Liam for trying to be nice to this girl! And your usually the polite one I might add" Niall said in a semi sarcastic tone to the buzz cut boy, Liam.

"Olivia, This is Liam, Louis, and Eleanor."

"Hello, nice to meet you."I answered a shaky voice due to being surrounded by gorgeous people.

"I swear, I have seen you before! Its litterally on the tip of my tongue!" Eleanor said while standing next to Louis.

"Well I work at Culture Couture magazine, I live in Tribeca---" I said before being cut off by Eleanor.

"Oh now I know! My friend Kate works there too! I saw you about a week ago, you were walking with Roxanne and Miles to a photo shoot or something of that sort."

"Oh yeah, I know Kate! What a small world!"

"Well Olivia, I insist you hang out with us some time. Here is my number." Niall said while jotting down his number on a piece of paper.

       They walked off and Olivia felt as though she was going to faint. She didn't know what, but there was something really special about those boys.

A/N: Sorry if it is a little short for your liking but I was mainly testing the waters on this one. General information: I update when I have time, and I do not like it when people try to advertize their stories on my page.

XOXO thedivadirectioner

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