FInding Love
Convincing
Makeila's P.O.V:
"Please!?" begged Kelsey. Kelsey was trying to convince me to waste my entire day and drive into the city for a chance to see One Direction checking into a hotel.
"No! Because even if we went we probably wouldn't even get to see them, let alone taking a pic or talking to them!" "But there is a chance and plus I know you have a crush on Harry!" I can feel my face getting hot, but i'm lucky I usually don't show when I blush.
She wasn't wrong. I did have a secret fan girl crush on the famous Harry Styles, emphasis on the word secret. Ever since my last boyfriend Justin, I swore to myself I would never love again. Justin was the last straw because before that Cavan, and Noah, and Zach, and all of the other boys i've liked have broken my heart. I took a chance on Justin because he seemed different than everyone else, but i was wrong. He ended up using me to get to my best friend Kelsey, shattering my heart into a thousand little pieces.
I mean i shouldn't be surprised or anything, Kelsey is perfect. She has long blonde hair, and stunning blue eyes. She's so outgoing, and isn't afraid to speak up for what she wants...or who she wants.
But anyways even if I did have a crush on Harry Styles, which I do, I would never actually admit to someone that I did; it's too risky.
"I absolutely do NOT have a stupid crush on Harry! You just want me to go so you can have a chance with Niall!" She looked somewhat offended, but just ended up in a fit of laughter.
"Please just come with me! I have no one else to go with, and i think its a good idea if you get out of the house for a day!" She says while giving me her puppy dog face. I sigh knowing I'm not going to win, so all i do is shoot her the coldest look i can manage and nod my head unwillingly.
She jumps up from her seat and runs across the room and throws her arms around me while wrapping her legs around my waist for a bear hug. I was unprepared for the sudden change in weight which caused us to topple over, landing on the kitchen floor. It just dawned on me that it was already 2 in the morning!
"Kels, get off of me! We need to go to bed since we gotta get up early to drive into the city!"
"Okay we should probably get there around ten since they arrive around 2:30 tomorrow!" She yells as she skips off to my bed room.
"Four in a half hours!?!? We are going to wait for four in a half hours!?" I shout as i'm entering the bedroom. she is already tucked into her sleeping bag on the floor.
"Well obviously! If we are going to drive out there might as well make sure we get in the front of the crowd so we can actually see them!"
For the sake of argument i say okay and climb into my bed and turn off the light. As I'm trying to fall asleep, i suddenly realize something i hadn't before. Tomorrow I could meet Harry Styles. I felt the excitement start to bubble up and i had to fight the urge to start fan girling but I quickly shut it down. I remind myself of how much it hurt getting my heart torn apart by Justin, and told myself to not let myself get so worked up about a guy ever again. And with that I fell deep into sleep.
"Please!?" begged Kelsey. Kelsey was trying to convince me to waste my entire day and drive into the city for a chance to see One Direction checking into a hotel.
"No! Because even if we went we probably wouldn't even get to see them, let alone taking a pic or talking to them!" "But there is a chance and plus I know you have a crush on Harry!" I can feel my face getting hot, but i'm lucky I usually don't show when I blush.
She wasn't wrong. I did have a secret fan girl crush on the famous Harry Styles, emphasis on the word secret. Ever since my last boyfriend Justin, I swore to myself I would never love again. Justin was the last straw because before that Cavan, and Noah, and Zach, and all of the other boys i've liked have broken my heart. I took a chance on Justin because he seemed different than everyone else, but i was wrong. He ended up using me to get to my best friend Kelsey, shattering my heart into a thousand little pieces.
I mean i shouldn't be surprised or anything, Kelsey is perfect. She has long blonde hair, and stunning blue eyes. She's so outgoing, and isn't afraid to speak up for what she wants...or who she wants.
But anyways even if I did have a crush on Harry Styles, which I do, I would never actually admit to someone that I did; it's too risky.
"I absolutely do NOT have a stupid crush on Harry! You just want me to go so you can have a chance with Niall!" She looked somewhat offended, but just ended up in a fit of laughter.
"Please just come with me! I have no one else to go with, and i think its a good idea if you get out of the house for a day!" She says while giving me her puppy dog face. I sigh knowing I'm not going to win, so all i do is shoot her the coldest look i can manage and nod my head unwillingly.
She jumps up from her seat and runs across the room and throws her arms around me while wrapping her legs around my waist for a bear hug. I was unprepared for the sudden change in weight which caused us to topple over, landing on the kitchen floor. It just dawned on me that it was already 2 in the morning!
"Kels, get off of me! We need to go to bed since we gotta get up early to drive into the city!"
"Okay we should probably get there around ten since they arrive around 2:30 tomorrow!" She yells as she skips off to my bed room.
"Four in a half hours!?!? We are going to wait for four in a half hours!?" I shout as i'm entering the bedroom. she is already tucked into her sleeping bag on the floor.
"Well obviously! If we are going to drive out there might as well make sure we get in the front of the crowd so we can actually see them!"
For the sake of argument i say okay and climb into my bed and turn off the light. As I'm trying to fall asleep, i suddenly realize something i hadn't before. Tomorrow I could meet Harry Styles. I felt the excitement start to bubble up and i had to fight the urge to start fan girling but I quickly shut it down. I remind myself of how much it hurt getting my heart torn apart by Justin, and told myself to not let myself get so worked up about a guy ever again. And with that I fell deep into sleep.
