They've been together for so long, but one thing erased all the memories.
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Moments: Chapter 4
"Harry, this is beautiful." I complimented.
"Not as beautiful as you." I heard him mumble. "What?" I asked.
"Oh, uhm, nothing. Let's go." he stuttered. He grabbed my hand and led me towards the canopy, he sat me down on the chair before he sat on his own.
I looked down on the plate which was still under the stainless steel plate cover before looking up to meet Harry's gaze. The way he looked at me made me feel comfortable. It seems like we have this connection or some spell was put in us. I immediately looked down then I heard him cough. "Would you like to eat now?" he questioned. "Sure." I replied with a smile.
He took the cover off of my plate first before doing the same to his. To my surprise, it was my favorite dish. Tenderloin steak, mashed potato on the left, fruit salad on the right and the most important part-for me- potato wedges. I looked at Harry, shocked that he knew all about it. "What?" he questioned. "N-nothing, this is actually my favorite dish." "Oh, well I guess I'm a good guesser then." He winked. I giggled at his flirtatiousness, it made me blush though. We began digging in not having a full conversation in between, it was just a silent dinner and I liked it that way.
We finished eating our dinner and Harry excused himself for a while. I stared at waves crashing smoothly on the shore and felt the wind brush lightly against my arm. I was in the middle of admiring the beauty of the view I was staring at when I heard a small cough, I jerked my head to see Harry holding two parfaits. He handed me one and I thanked him. We started eating our strawberry - choco parfaits and would constantly laugh when there'd be some sundae smudged on our faces. I've never felt this happy with a guy before. He makes me feel beautiful, and alive.
After we ate our parfaits, he suggested that we'd take a walk along the shoreline. I happily agreed as I was very eager to feel the water on my feet. He took my hand and we began to walk down to the peaceful beach. We were the only once there which, for me, was quite relaxing, no paparazzi to take pictures and make up bad rumors, fans that would give me glares for spending my day with Harry, and being disturbed by them. I'm not saying that I would be annoyed or jealous by the fans, since I'm not his girlfriend, but I wanted to know him more. Know more about the Harry Styles I am with in the beach, not the Harry Styles I would see on televisions, magazines, posters, and who know where else. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt water hit me. I looked over to see Harry splashing me. I laughed and did the same to him, we ran around the beach splashing each other and I was caught off guard when I felt him wrap his arms around my waist and pulled me so my back was against his chest. Our laughter stopped as I turned around to face him, our eyes met and I got hypnotized by his green orbs.
I saw a light coming towards me as I stopped dead in my tracks. My feet stuck on the cold ground as I felt a big bump hit me right on the gut, my body rolled upward to the glass it broke down to pieces that got shattered and hit the ground, soon followed by my own body, covered in blood and some shattered glass stuck in my right leg. My head was throbbing and I felt blood gushing out of my right side, those were the last things I felt before completely blacking out.
"Martina? Martina!" I heard Harry. I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the soft sand. "Wha-what happened?" I manage to say. I saw tears forming in Harry's eyes. "Y-you fainted." I gasped, that was the most embarrassing thing I never planned to do in front of people, let alone Harry. "What?" I asked, completely shocked about the recent happening. "Yeah. I called Shai and she's on her way." I nodded my head and he reached out his hand. I took it and he lead us back to the tent. We were still soaked from splashing but it never crossed my mind to dry myself up, it was the accident that I flashed in my mind while my body was laying on the sand and Harry shaking me to wake up. The accident felt real, like it already happened. But why?
"Not as beautiful as you." I heard him mumble. "What?" I asked.
"Oh, uhm, nothing. Let's go." he stuttered. He grabbed my hand and led me towards the canopy, he sat me down on the chair before he sat on his own.
I looked down on the plate which was still under the stainless steel plate cover before looking up to meet Harry's gaze. The way he looked at me made me feel comfortable. It seems like we have this connection or some spell was put in us. I immediately looked down then I heard him cough. "Would you like to eat now?" he questioned. "Sure." I replied with a smile.
He took the cover off of my plate first before doing the same to his. To my surprise, it was my favorite dish. Tenderloin steak, mashed potato on the left, fruit salad on the right and the most important part-for me- potato wedges. I looked at Harry, shocked that he knew all about it. "What?" he questioned. "N-nothing, this is actually my favorite dish." "Oh, well I guess I'm a good guesser then." He winked. I giggled at his flirtatiousness, it made me blush though. We began digging in not having a full conversation in between, it was just a silent dinner and I liked it that way.
We finished eating our dinner and Harry excused himself for a while. I stared at waves crashing smoothly on the shore and felt the wind brush lightly against my arm. I was in the middle of admiring the beauty of the view I was staring at when I heard a small cough, I jerked my head to see Harry holding two parfaits. He handed me one and I thanked him. We started eating our strawberry - choco parfaits and would constantly laugh when there'd be some sundae smudged on our faces. I've never felt this happy with a guy before. He makes me feel beautiful, and alive.
After we ate our parfaits, he suggested that we'd take a walk along the shoreline. I happily agreed as I was very eager to feel the water on my feet. He took my hand and we began to walk down to the peaceful beach. We were the only once there which, for me, was quite relaxing, no paparazzi to take pictures and make up bad rumors, fans that would give me glares for spending my day with Harry, and being disturbed by them. I'm not saying that I would be annoyed or jealous by the fans, since I'm not his girlfriend, but I wanted to know him more. Know more about the Harry Styles I am with in the beach, not the Harry Styles I would see on televisions, magazines, posters, and who know where else. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt water hit me. I looked over to see Harry splashing me. I laughed and did the same to him, we ran around the beach splashing each other and I was caught off guard when I felt him wrap his arms around my waist and pulled me so my back was against his chest. Our laughter stopped as I turned around to face him, our eyes met and I got hypnotized by his green orbs.
I saw a light coming towards me as I stopped dead in my tracks. My feet stuck on the cold ground as I felt a big bump hit me right on the gut, my body rolled upward to the glass it broke down to pieces that got shattered and hit the ground, soon followed by my own body, covered in blood and some shattered glass stuck in my right leg. My head was throbbing and I felt blood gushing out of my right side, those were the last things I felt before completely blacking out.
"Martina? Martina!" I heard Harry. I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the soft sand. "Wha-what happened?" I manage to say. I saw tears forming in Harry's eyes. "Y-you fainted." I gasped, that was the most embarrassing thing I never planned to do in front of people, let alone Harry. "What?" I asked, completely shocked about the recent happening. "Yeah. I called Shai and she's on her way." I nodded my head and he reached out his hand. I took it and he lead us back to the tent. We were still soaked from splashing but it never crossed my mind to dry myself up, it was the accident that I flashed in my mind while my body was laying on the sand and Harry shaking me to wake up. The accident felt real, like it already happened. But why?
Friday, July 20, 2012
Never Too Late (to Change): Chapter 3
My night was mostly spent tossing and turning. I couldn't sleep. Something kept me thinking about Harry, and Zayn. Harry, by the looks of it, was cheeky. Zayn on the other hand, well he's quite shy. Both were gentlemen but something about them was really bothering me but I don't know what it is.
-The Next Day-
I woke up with the light shining on my face. It was the day of the concert and everything was ready. I quickly sent Cindy a text, asking her if she could come over. Then her reply read, 'Be there in 10.' I placed my phone on my side table and went to take a quick shower.
I decided to wear a pink tank top, white shorts, and flip flops. My hair was on a high ponytail, and my bangs were clipped at the side. A knock on the door suddenly interrupted me.
"Heya!" Cindy chirped. She sounded excited, well why wouldn't she? She's a huge Directioner. "Hey!" I gave her a smile. We went in the kitchen, and there we found a note stuck on the fridge.
"Figured you and Cindy wanted the house by yourselves today. We're going to your Aunt Sally's house, just text us if you need anything. Much love, mom. xoxo" Yeap, that's how we roll. I sighed before asking Cindy, "What do you want to eat?" "Let's just make blueberry pancakes. That okay?" she suggested. I nodded my head then we both went to collect the utensils, and ingredients.
After 15 mins. of making pancakes, 5 mins. of cleaning, and 20 mins. of resting, Cindy got an idea which I didn't even like one bit. Makeover.
"C'mon! Just for today! Please!" she pleaded for the 10th time. It was annoying me so I finally agreed, "Fine." "Yay!" she clapped her hands together then dragged me upstairs.
"Alright, where's your make up?" she asked. "I got none." I shrugged. "How can you live without make up?!" she panicked. "Wait! I'm pretty sure your mom wouldn't mind." she continued with a wink at the end. Oh boy.
-3 hours later-
"Okay, you're all set! You just need to get dressed, and have your hair curled. Go!" she pushed me in the bathroom and handed me the clothes we bought yesterday. I quickly put them on, not noticing my appearance yet. I didn't even bother looking at the mirror cause I'm pretty sure I look hideous. My shoes were still in my room so I walked out, still wearing my flip flops.
"Cindy, where is it?" I looked at her in the eye. The shoes I bought were no where to be seen and it only meant one thing, Cindy hid them somewhere. "I don't know." she said innocently. I didn't buy it though. "How am I supposed to come with you if I don't have shoes on?" I smirked. "You're gonna have to wear these." she grinned and showed a pair 4-inch stilettoes. "No." I laughed nervously. "Oh yeah." she walked towards me and I began walking backwards which got my back in contact with the wall. I'm doomed.
"You look hot!" Cindy squealed. I had my outfit on, plus the stilletos she let me use, and my hair was curled right at the bottom.
The reflection staring right back at me wasn't really the Mekala I was, but I did agree to the comment Cindy gave.
"C'mon! We better hurry!"
-The Next Day-
I woke up with the light shining on my face. It was the day of the concert and everything was ready. I quickly sent Cindy a text, asking her if she could come over. Then her reply read, 'Be there in 10.' I placed my phone on my side table and went to take a quick shower.
I decided to wear a pink tank top, white shorts, and flip flops. My hair was on a high ponytail, and my bangs were clipped at the side. A knock on the door suddenly interrupted me.
"Heya!" Cindy chirped. She sounded excited, well why wouldn't she? She's a huge Directioner. "Hey!" I gave her a smile. We went in the kitchen, and there we found a note stuck on the fridge.
"Figured you and Cindy wanted the house by yourselves today. We're going to your Aunt Sally's house, just text us if you need anything. Much love, mom. xoxo" Yeap, that's how we roll. I sighed before asking Cindy, "What do you want to eat?" "Let's just make blueberry pancakes. That okay?" she suggested. I nodded my head then we both went to collect the utensils, and ingredients.
After 15 mins. of making pancakes, 5 mins. of cleaning, and 20 mins. of resting, Cindy got an idea which I didn't even like one bit. Makeover.
"C'mon! Just for today! Please!" she pleaded for the 10th time. It was annoying me so I finally agreed, "Fine." "Yay!" she clapped her hands together then dragged me upstairs.
"Alright, where's your make up?" she asked. "I got none." I shrugged. "How can you live without make up?!" she panicked. "Wait! I'm pretty sure your mom wouldn't mind." she continued with a wink at the end. Oh boy.
-3 hours later-
"Okay, you're all set! You just need to get dressed, and have your hair curled. Go!" she pushed me in the bathroom and handed me the clothes we bought yesterday. I quickly put them on, not noticing my appearance yet. I didn't even bother looking at the mirror cause I'm pretty sure I look hideous. My shoes were still in my room so I walked out, still wearing my flip flops.
"Cindy, where is it?" I looked at her in the eye. The shoes I bought were no where to be seen and it only meant one thing, Cindy hid them somewhere. "I don't know." she said innocently. I didn't buy it though. "How am I supposed to come with you if I don't have shoes on?" I smirked. "You're gonna have to wear these." she grinned and showed a pair 4-inch stilettoes. "No." I laughed nervously. "Oh yeah." she walked towards me and I began walking backwards which got my back in contact with the wall. I'm doomed.
"You look hot!" Cindy squealed. I had my outfit on, plus the stilletos she let me use, and my hair was curled right at the bottom.
The reflection staring right back at me wasn't really the Mekala I was, but I did agree to the comment Cindy gave.
"C'mon! We better hurry!"
Monday, June 11, 2012
Never Too Late (to Change): Chapter 2
I turned around while rolling my eyes to face 5 boys. They all looked familiar but I couldn't point out where I've seen them.
"Uhm, yeah." I replied. "I see. You have coffee stain on your shirt." the guy with curly hair pointed. "No, this is actually a desgin." I said sarcastically. The boys behind him laughed. "Sorry." he apologized. "I was just kidding. I'm Mekala." I chuckled and put my hand out. "I'm Harry." he shook it. I looked into his green eyes, they were gorgeous. "Won't you introduce us?" I heard the guy wearing a striped shirt say jokingly. Harry then chuckled, "So, this is Louis." he introduced. I shook Louis' hand. Next came the guy named Niall, then Liam, and lastly Zayn. "Nice to meet you." he smiled. His smile could seriously make me melt, "You too." I smiled at him. As I pulled my hand away, he laughed a little. "What?" I asked. "How you gonna keep up with that the whole day?" he pointed at my shirt. "Ugh. Don't even remind me." I groaned.
The guys laughed. "Seriously? You can't stop laughing just because I have this stain?" I questioned. "Sorry. Here, you can borrow my shirt." Zayn said while pulling out a shirt from his bag that I never knew existed.. "No! I-I-it's okay." I was startled. "So you'd rather walk around wearing a stained shirt, than a cleaner one?" I grunted, "I hate it when people are right." Zayn chuckled, "Here." he lent me the shirt and I walked back to the restroom. I took my top off and replaced it with the white shirt Zayn gave me. Coincidence, I know. I threw it over my head and it ended right above my knees. I decided to tuck it in and put some style on it. See? I'm not a lesbo, I still know some trends. Ha.
As I exited the restroom, I found the boys talking. They saw me walk back and stopped whatever chat they were having.
"Hey, uhm. I just wanted to say thanks." I told Zayn with a smile. "No worries, love." I heard an awkward cough and I jerked my head to see Harry. "Sorry Mekala, but we have to go." his voice was stern. I didn't know if he was mad or he was normally like that. "Oh, uhm. Okay then, I need to get going too. Bye." I waved at them. They all waved at me then we went to walk on opposite sides.
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The rest of the day, me and Cindy went back to my house and watched movies. She didn't even notice that I changed my shirt. Typical her. Anyway, when the clock stroke 7 she went back to her house since her mom was looking for her already.
"We're home!!" I heard my dad call. I immediately sprang up from the couch and ran up to the door. "Dad!" I yelled excitingly and tackled him in a hug. Him, my big brother, and little sister were out for some trip in California, which my mom, and I didn't go to because of personal reasons. They were there for a week and of course, I missed them. My mom was the one who picked them up from the airport.
We went out to eat dinner then went back home immediately to have a small bonding in the living room before I excused myself to go up because I was already sleepy.
"Uhm, yeah." I replied. "I see. You have coffee stain on your shirt." the guy with curly hair pointed. "No, this is actually a desgin." I said sarcastically. The boys behind him laughed. "Sorry." he apologized. "I was just kidding. I'm Mekala." I chuckled and put my hand out. "I'm Harry." he shook it. I looked into his green eyes, they were gorgeous. "Won't you introduce us?" I heard the guy wearing a striped shirt say jokingly. Harry then chuckled, "So, this is Louis." he introduced. I shook Louis' hand. Next came the guy named Niall, then Liam, and lastly Zayn. "Nice to meet you." he smiled. His smile could seriously make me melt, "You too." I smiled at him. As I pulled my hand away, he laughed a little. "What?" I asked. "How you gonna keep up with that the whole day?" he pointed at my shirt. "Ugh. Don't even remind me." I groaned.
The guys laughed. "Seriously? You can't stop laughing just because I have this stain?" I questioned. "Sorry. Here, you can borrow my shirt." Zayn said while pulling out a shirt from his bag that I never knew existed.. "No! I-I-it's okay." I was startled. "So you'd rather walk around wearing a stained shirt, than a cleaner one?" I grunted, "I hate it when people are right." Zayn chuckled, "Here." he lent me the shirt and I walked back to the restroom. I took my top off and replaced it with the white shirt Zayn gave me. Coincidence, I know. I threw it over my head and it ended right above my knees. I decided to tuck it in and put some style on it. See? I'm not a lesbo, I still know some trends. Ha.
As I exited the restroom, I found the boys talking. They saw me walk back and stopped whatever chat they were having.
"Hey, uhm. I just wanted to say thanks." I told Zayn with a smile. "No worries, love." I heard an awkward cough and I jerked my head to see Harry. "Sorry Mekala, but we have to go." his voice was stern. I didn't know if he was mad or he was normally like that. "Oh, uhm. Okay then, I need to get going too. Bye." I waved at them. They all waved at me then we went to walk on opposite sides.
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The rest of the day, me and Cindy went back to my house and watched movies. She didn't even notice that I changed my shirt. Typical her. Anyway, when the clock stroke 7 she went back to her house since her mom was looking for her already.
"We're home!!" I heard my dad call. I immediately sprang up from the couch and ran up to the door. "Dad!" I yelled excitingly and tackled him in a hug. Him, my big brother, and little sister were out for some trip in California, which my mom, and I didn't go to because of personal reasons. They were there for a week and of course, I missed them. My mom was the one who picked them up from the airport.
We went out to eat dinner then went back home immediately to have a small bonding in the living room before I excused myself to go up because I was already sleepy.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Someone Like You: Chapter 2
Sophie's P.O.V
People were holding me back. "Let me go! She needs me!" I kept on repeating. I didn't know who they were until I spun around to face two familiar faces. "H-harry?" I choked out. I was still crying. He nodded his head. I then took the chance to look at Zayn. "Are you okay, love?" he asked me. I shook my head. How was I suppose to be okay when my best friend got shot? My best friend who was always there for me when I needed her. The best friend I had for as long as I can remember. What if she'll die?
I felt Zayn pull me into a tight hug. I cried on his chest as I felt him rub my back soothingly. "She's gonna be okay. She seems like a strong girl you know." he whispered. I let those words he said sink in my mind. 'She's strong, she's strong.' I kept on repeating on my mind. Those words he said felt as if they were true. I hope she wakes up soon.
Liam's P.O.V
Zayn, and Harry were comforting some girl, who I think might be Kiara's? Kyra's? best friend. Me, and Louis were doing the same to Niall who kept on sobbing, and the same time blaming himself for the incident. "This is all my fault! I was the target of that person, not her!" Niall screamed. "Mate, it's not your fault. It wasn't her's either. Stop blaming yourself." Louis told him. The fans who were supposed to camp outside were asked to go home because of what had happened just an hour ago. I could see it in their eyes that they were sad, disappointed, and scared. Who wouldn't be? That was a shock to every single one of us. Especially to Niall. He was the most fragile among us.
"We need to go." I heard Paul say. I nodded my head. "C'mon, let's go." I told Louis and Niall. We propped Niall up and walked back to the van.
Across from us sat Zayn, Harry, and the girl. She looked so lonely. I felt really bad for her. "She needs to come to the hotel with us. Paparazzi's following us right now." Paul, who sat on the passenger's seat, said. "Is that okay?" Zayn asked her. She merely nodded her head then looked out the window. Niall did the same gesture and the 4 of us just kept quiet.
"Alright, we're here." Paul chirped. At least there's someone who wouldn't make things awkward for a while. I saw an extra pair of sunglasses on the small compartment beside Niall and reached for it. I gave it to the girl and told her to wear it. She accepted it then obeyed. The door slid and we all went out one by one. Zayn, and Harry kept the girl between them so she wouldn't be attacked by the paparazzi, or maybe some of the fans.
The elevator ride was a bit awkward, Niall wasn't his usual "i'm hungry" self, the girl just looked at the carpet, Zayn had his hair ruffled- I didn't even know why, Harry was just staring at a blank space, Lou- well, you don't even want to know, and I was just observing them.
We entered the suite we all shared and everyone began to be comfortable, except for the girl though. I walked over to her and she looked up to me. "Do you want to take a rest?" I asked. She nodded her head. I lead her to my room and told her to take a nap. "Liam?" I heard her call. "Yes?" "Thank you." her voice was raspy. I smiled at her before exiting the room only to find the boys arguing. Oh God. "STOP IT!" I yelled. But no, they still continued. Help me God.
Kyra's P.O.V
I felt something being removed from my back. I didn't feel pain at all. I was still numb. My eyes were closed, and I wasn't even moving. My head began to spin-not literally- and it made feel dizzy. I guess they injected me with some sort of sleeping drug and I slowly began to doze off leaving me in a trance where I saw 5 figures standing in front of me. They all looked happy to see me. "Kyra?" a voice called.
People were holding me back. "Let me go! She needs me!" I kept on repeating. I didn't know who they were until I spun around to face two familiar faces. "H-harry?" I choked out. I was still crying. He nodded his head. I then took the chance to look at Zayn. "Are you okay, love?" he asked me. I shook my head. How was I suppose to be okay when my best friend got shot? My best friend who was always there for me when I needed her. The best friend I had for as long as I can remember. What if she'll die?
I felt Zayn pull me into a tight hug. I cried on his chest as I felt him rub my back soothingly. "She's gonna be okay. She seems like a strong girl you know." he whispered. I let those words he said sink in my mind. 'She's strong, she's strong.' I kept on repeating on my mind. Those words he said felt as if they were true. I hope she wakes up soon.
Liam's P.O.V
Zayn, and Harry were comforting some girl, who I think might be Kiara's? Kyra's? best friend. Me, and Louis were doing the same to Niall who kept on sobbing, and the same time blaming himself for the incident. "This is all my fault! I was the target of that person, not her!" Niall screamed. "Mate, it's not your fault. It wasn't her's either. Stop blaming yourself." Louis told him. The fans who were supposed to camp outside were asked to go home because of what had happened just an hour ago. I could see it in their eyes that they were sad, disappointed, and scared. Who wouldn't be? That was a shock to every single one of us. Especially to Niall. He was the most fragile among us.
"We need to go." I heard Paul say. I nodded my head. "C'mon, let's go." I told Louis and Niall. We propped Niall up and walked back to the van.
Across from us sat Zayn, Harry, and the girl. She looked so lonely. I felt really bad for her. "She needs to come to the hotel with us. Paparazzi's following us right now." Paul, who sat on the passenger's seat, said. "Is that okay?" Zayn asked her. She merely nodded her head then looked out the window. Niall did the same gesture and the 4 of us just kept quiet.
"Alright, we're here." Paul chirped. At least there's someone who wouldn't make things awkward for a while. I saw an extra pair of sunglasses on the small compartment beside Niall and reached for it. I gave it to the girl and told her to wear it. She accepted it then obeyed. The door slid and we all went out one by one. Zayn, and Harry kept the girl between them so she wouldn't be attacked by the paparazzi, or maybe some of the fans.
The elevator ride was a bit awkward, Niall wasn't his usual "i'm hungry" self, the girl just looked at the carpet, Zayn had his hair ruffled- I didn't even know why, Harry was just staring at a blank space, Lou- well, you don't even want to know, and I was just observing them.
We entered the suite we all shared and everyone began to be comfortable, except for the girl though. I walked over to her and she looked up to me. "Do you want to take a rest?" I asked. She nodded her head. I lead her to my room and told her to take a nap. "Liam?" I heard her call. "Yes?" "Thank you." her voice was raspy. I smiled at her before exiting the room only to find the boys arguing. Oh God. "STOP IT!" I yelled. But no, they still continued. Help me God.
Kyra's P.O.V
I felt something being removed from my back. I didn't feel pain at all. I was still numb. My eyes were closed, and I wasn't even moving. My head began to spin-not literally- and it made feel dizzy. I guess they injected me with some sort of sleeping drug and I slowly began to doze off leaving me in a trance where I saw 5 figures standing in front of me. They all looked happy to see me. "Kyra?" a voice called.
Monday, June 4, 2012
Never Too Late (to Change): Chapter 1
"OMG!! Mekala!" I got startled once I heard my name being called. I was enjoying my nice sleep when my friend, Cindy, decided to end it. "What is it now Cindy?" "You will never believe it!" "What? You became the queen of England?" I asked sarcastically. "No, but maybe someday." I rolled my eyes. "One direction will be having a concert here!" she continued then screamed. "Cindy! Cindy! Stop it!" I yelled, pulling her down on the bed. As you can see, I'm not really into those types, I'm kind of a sporty girl that doesn't like dresses, heels, make ups, and all that jazz. But of course, I'm also not a lesbo.
"And?" I asked, not really caring. "Well, I told your mom about this and I had two tickets but I don't have anyone to go with and she said that you're coming with me." she grinned widely as my eyes did the same action-except for grinning, duh. "She what?!" I jumped out of bed and ran straight downstairs where my mom was cooking breakfast. "Oh goodmorning honey." she smiled. "Mom! Why did you tell Cindy that I'm going with her?! I don't even know those guys." "Chill M, we're just gonna have fun." Cindy placed a hand on my shoulder. "She's right honey." "Why can't you bring Randy? He's your boyfriend anyway." she shrugged, "No idea, thought it'd be cool if I brought you." I groaned, "Fine." She squealed, "Oh my gosh!! Thank you thank you thank You thank you!" she hugged me tight. "Cindy, can't. breathe." she let go of me, "Sorry." "So when's the concert again?" "Tomorrow." my eyes got wide, "What?! And you decide to tell me now?!" "Well, I was debating that if I'd tell you earlier, you could still back out. So yeah, I thought now would be the right time. C'mon, let's buy your outfit." "Mom." I whined as I turned to her. She just laughed. I groaned again, "I'm just gonna take a shower."
After I finished taking a shower, I quickly slipped on a plain white shirt along with my jean capri pants and red converse. I tied my hair in a bun, letting my bangs fall at the side. I ran back downstairs with my small backpack, said 'bye' to mom and hopped in Cindy's car. "This is gonna be amazing."
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"Let's try here!" Gemma pulled me in the 101st store today. Loljk, just the 3rd. "Try these." she said, handing me a pair of jeans and an off-shouldered blue top.
"You look hot!" she exclaimed. "I look ridiculous." "Let's buy this." she said, completely ignoring what I just said.
After buying the clothes, we went in the shoe store. "How about this?" Cindy asked while holding a pair of peep toes. "No way. Why can't I just something like this?" I asked while getting a pair of flat doll shoes. "Eh, that'll do." she shrugged. We bought the shoes and went to head for some coffee at starbucks, which was just across the street.
"Omg! I can't wait for tomorrow!" Cindy excitingly told me as she sat down. We both took a sip of our drinks while discussing about the concert, well mainly it was her-I was just listening.
As she blabbed about the boys, I accidentally spilt my coffee on my top. "Shoot!" I almost cursed. I jumped out of my seat, feeling the hot liquid stick on my skin through the top I wore. "I'll be back." I told Cindy.
I went to the restroom outside and pulled out plenty of tissues as much as I could and tried to wipe my shirt, which failed. I was wearing a white shirt for crying out loud! I threw all the napkins in the bin and started to walk out while groaning.
"Got a problem there, love?" I heard from behind and some chuckling.
"And?" I asked, not really caring. "Well, I told your mom about this and I had two tickets but I don't have anyone to go with and she said that you're coming with me." she grinned widely as my eyes did the same action-except for grinning, duh. "She what?!" I jumped out of bed and ran straight downstairs where my mom was cooking breakfast. "Oh goodmorning honey." she smiled. "Mom! Why did you tell Cindy that I'm going with her?! I don't even know those guys." "Chill M, we're just gonna have fun." Cindy placed a hand on my shoulder. "She's right honey." "Why can't you bring Randy? He's your boyfriend anyway." she shrugged, "No idea, thought it'd be cool if I brought you." I groaned, "Fine." She squealed, "Oh my gosh!! Thank you thank you thank You thank you!" she hugged me tight. "Cindy, can't. breathe." she let go of me, "Sorry." "So when's the concert again?" "Tomorrow." my eyes got wide, "What?! And you decide to tell me now?!" "Well, I was debating that if I'd tell you earlier, you could still back out. So yeah, I thought now would be the right time. C'mon, let's buy your outfit." "Mom." I whined as I turned to her. She just laughed. I groaned again, "I'm just gonna take a shower."
After I finished taking a shower, I quickly slipped on a plain white shirt along with my jean capri pants and red converse. I tied my hair in a bun, letting my bangs fall at the side. I ran back downstairs with my small backpack, said 'bye' to mom and hopped in Cindy's car. "This is gonna be amazing."
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"Let's try here!" Gemma pulled me in the 101st store today. Loljk, just the 3rd. "Try these." she said, handing me a pair of jeans and an off-shouldered blue top.
"You look hot!" she exclaimed. "I look ridiculous." "Let's buy this." she said, completely ignoring what I just said.
After buying the clothes, we went in the shoe store. "How about this?" Cindy asked while holding a pair of peep toes. "No way. Why can't I just something like this?" I asked while getting a pair of flat doll shoes. "Eh, that'll do." she shrugged. We bought the shoes and went to head for some coffee at starbucks, which was just across the street.
"Omg! I can't wait for tomorrow!" Cindy excitingly told me as she sat down. We both took a sip of our drinks while discussing about the concert, well mainly it was her-I was just listening.
As she blabbed about the boys, I accidentally spilt my coffee on my top. "Shoot!" I almost cursed. I jumped out of my seat, feeling the hot liquid stick on my skin through the top I wore. "I'll be back." I told Cindy.
I went to the restroom outside and pulled out plenty of tissues as much as I could and tried to wipe my shirt, which failed. I was wearing a white shirt for crying out loud! I threw all the napkins in the bin and started to walk out while groaning.
"Got a problem there, love?" I heard from behind and some chuckling.
Someone Like You: Chapter 1
Kyra's P.O.V
I was waiting for my best friend,Sophie, to pick me up. I was wearing a blue crop top that showed my tummy a little, paired with skinny jeans, and my floral flats. My backpack was ready and so was my sleeping bag. The other supplies were ready as well.
To: Sophie
From: Kyra
Soph, where r u? xx
To: Kyra
From: Sophie
Almost there. x
I put my phone back in my purse as I watched some television. I don't know why I was so calm. We were going to a One Direction concert for crying out!
My thoughts were interrupted by a car honking. It was Sophie. I stood up from the couch and left a note for my parents.
I walked outside to find Sophie wearing a neat blouse ,with shorts and doll shoes.
"Sup Soph! I greeted.
"Hey!" she smiled.
Sophie has been my best friend ever since 3rd grade and like other best friends, we share and keep secrets. Between us, she's more girly than I am.
We arrived outside the dome where the concert will occur. I stepped out of the car and found some girls lining up with their camping stuff too. Get it now? We're gonna camp outside for the concert tomorrow. Ha.
"Okay, let's start now." Soph said. I agreed with her and we both went to get our things from the trunk.
After an hour, everything was sorted so went to join the other girls.
"AHHHHH!" I heard some screaming. Everyone whipped their heads only to make the screaming even louder. The boys were stepping out of the van, each of them were carrying a box. No, I'm not talking about normal boys, I was talking about the One Direction boys! They were going to give us some snacks. 'How thoughtful of them.' I thought to myself.
We were not far from where they were standing. There were just about 10 girls in front of us then we were the next. I tried to keep it cool while Sophie did the exact opposite.
Suddenly, I felt the urge to turn around cause I felt like someone was watching me. Then I saw a figure behind a tree. It looks like it was holding a gun. I wanted to scream but nothing came out. I was scared, nervous, and shocked.
"Kyra!" I was interrupted by Sophie calling my name. I was about to face her but I saw the figure move the gun right in front of it's face. Some sort of laser could be seen and I whipped my head to see who it was aiming for. Niall. My heart started to beat fast. I saw the laser on the blue shirt Niall was wearing. I was close to him. That's why Sophie called me, Niall got to our place and he was offering us some snacks but I was too busy looking at the figure.
I saw the figure ready to pull the trigger so I had no choice. "Niall!" he looked up and smiled at me. I flung my arms around him quickly and felt something hit my back. "Ahhh!" I yelled in pain. I got shot. On the bright side, I saved Niall James Horan.
People began to scream, I'm pretty sure they're shocked of what they all have just witnessed. I was too.
"Someone call the ambulance!" I heard someone yell.
My vision was getting more blurry every second. People were calling for help.
I heard voices calling for me. I felt someone shaking me. I felt someone hold my head on their lap but I couldn't see anything. I felt blind at that moment.
Sirens were starting to become louder by the second. "Sir, we need to take her to the hospital." I heard a deep voice say, probably one of the paramedics. "O-okay." it was Niall.
"Kyra!" Sophie called. "No! Let me go with her! She needs me!" I think some people were holding her back.
My senses began to fade until I was numb. Then I blacked out.
I was waiting for my best friend,Sophie, to pick me up. I was wearing a blue crop top that showed my tummy a little, paired with skinny jeans, and my floral flats. My backpack was ready and so was my sleeping bag. The other supplies were ready as well.
To: Sophie
From: Kyra
Soph, where r u? xx
To: Kyra
From: Sophie
Almost there. x
I put my phone back in my purse as I watched some television. I don't know why I was so calm. We were going to a One Direction concert for crying out!
My thoughts were interrupted by a car honking. It was Sophie. I stood up from the couch and left a note for my parents.
I walked outside to find Sophie wearing a neat blouse ,with shorts and doll shoes.
"Sup Soph! I greeted.
"Hey!" she smiled.
Sophie has been my best friend ever since 3rd grade and like other best friends, we share and keep secrets. Between us, she's more girly than I am.
We arrived outside the dome where the concert will occur. I stepped out of the car and found some girls lining up with their camping stuff too. Get it now? We're gonna camp outside for the concert tomorrow. Ha.
"Okay, let's start now." Soph said. I agreed with her and we both went to get our things from the trunk.
After an hour, everything was sorted so went to join the other girls.
"AHHHHH!" I heard some screaming. Everyone whipped their heads only to make the screaming even louder. The boys were stepping out of the van, each of them were carrying a box. No, I'm not talking about normal boys, I was talking about the One Direction boys! They were going to give us some snacks. 'How thoughtful of them.' I thought to myself.
We were not far from where they were standing. There were just about 10 girls in front of us then we were the next. I tried to keep it cool while Sophie did the exact opposite.
Suddenly, I felt the urge to turn around cause I felt like someone was watching me. Then I saw a figure behind a tree. It looks like it was holding a gun. I wanted to scream but nothing came out. I was scared, nervous, and shocked.
"Kyra!" I was interrupted by Sophie calling my name. I was about to face her but I saw the figure move the gun right in front of it's face. Some sort of laser could be seen and I whipped my head to see who it was aiming for. Niall. My heart started to beat fast. I saw the laser on the blue shirt Niall was wearing. I was close to him. That's why Sophie called me, Niall got to our place and he was offering us some snacks but I was too busy looking at the figure.
I saw the figure ready to pull the trigger so I had no choice. "Niall!" he looked up and smiled at me. I flung my arms around him quickly and felt something hit my back. "Ahhh!" I yelled in pain. I got shot. On the bright side, I saved Niall James Horan.
People began to scream, I'm pretty sure they're shocked of what they all have just witnessed. I was too.
"Someone call the ambulance!" I heard someone yell.
My vision was getting more blurry every second. People were calling for help.
I heard voices calling for me. I felt someone shaking me. I felt someone hold my head on their lap but I couldn't see anything. I felt blind at that moment.
Sirens were starting to become louder by the second. "Sir, we need to take her to the hospital." I heard a deep voice say, probably one of the paramedics. "O-okay." it was Niall.
"Kyra!" Sophie called. "No! Let me go with her! She needs me!" I think some people were holding her back.
My senses began to fade until I was numb. Then I blacked out.
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