YWhatMakesYouBeautifulY
A One Direction Fan Fiction
Chapter 1 Part 7
“Don’t tell me to chill! I just got my freaking period! I need food!” She did not just scream that.
“Yeah, uh, Stace, I think everyone within a mile radius just heard that.”
“I don’t care! Just get me food! Whoever you’re talking to say good-“ I hung up on her. She was getting embarrassing.
“Sorry about that,” I said apologetically. “Stacey can be so… well she’s Stacey.”
“You sure she’s twenty-one?” asked Niall laughing again.
“Hard to believe, right? Well I better get going. It was nice talking to you guys.”
“Bye,” said Harry STILL smiling at me. Wow his eyes were gorgeous. “Oh and, I like your eyes.” He spoke slowly, almost like he wanted to make sure I heard every word he said.
“Thank you,” I blushed. “And thanks for the directions.”
“No problem. Maybe we’ll run into each other again.”
“Yeah, maybe,” I smiled. I waved goodbye and turned to walk down the street, following the directions the boys gave me. What, in the hell, just happened?! I replayed what just happened in my head. I talked to One Direction. I actually had a full on conversation with them. I couldn’t believe it. Harry Styles said he liked my eyes. Well, I’m used to the compliment since everyone I’ve ever met has said that but still. Harry Styles! He was even more gorgeous in person. Why haven’t I listened to one of their songs? I wonder if Stacey will believe me when I tell her. I might have looked calm on the outside but on the inside I was going insane.
I finally got to Baker Street and stopped into a café, ordering two ice cappuccinos, some doughnuts, and another tea. When I walked through the door of my house, Stacey was there waiting.
“Finally! Food!” She grabbed the doughnuts and ran to the table, stuffing a jelly filled doughnut in her mouth.
“Don’t kill yourself, darling,” I said laughing.
“Shut up.”
“So, you will never guess who I was just talking to on the street.”
“Who?” she asked without much interest.
“Well let’s just say they’re super hot, super famous, and British.”
Stacey dropped her doughnut and looked at me, her mouth hanging open. “You met One… you?!”
“I did. And now I understand your obsession with them.”