Jordan
"Hey, Lo," I smiled. "When's Haz going to take you to that British premiere he was talking about?"
"I don't know. I was hoping it would be Catching Fire, but that already came out," she sighed.
"Maybe not in England," I replied.
We were sitting in my bedroom looking at our celebrity magazines that were mostly filled with pictures of the boys. I was sprawled across my queen sized bed, while Lauren hung upside down from a chair.
"Yeah, maybe. Or we could go to Perrie and Zayn's wedding."
"OMG! That would be fun!" I said without looking up from Tiger Beat. I had my phone plugged into my iHome and we were listening to a mix of Adele, Taylor Swift, and One Direction. The best of everything. I heard the familiar tune of Set Fire to the Rain and started humming along. Lauren jumped in after a while.
"Jordan! Lauren!" I heard my mom call. "Come downstairs! You've gotta see this!"
Lauren and I ran downstairs, expecting to see something crazy that the Kardashians had done; my mom was always watching E!. But it wasn't. It was our boys on the news.
Harry had another girl with him; one that wasn't Lauren. Thankfully, Niall was alone, but I knew things would heat up real fast.
"Why aren't you girls there?" My mom asked.
"I don't know," I said, my eyes glued to the television. I snuck a look at Lauren. She looked like she could punch your eyes into your brain and cry enough to fill Lake Erie at the same time.
Harry's in for it, I thought. Lauren's not going to let this slide. I saw Lauren whip her phone out, but I had no idea what she would do. I just watched the five boys and four girls walk in. The camera stayed on Harry and his date; he had been single for a while and everyone wanted to know if they were dating. As soon as I saw Harry's face, I knew what Lauren had done. She texted him.
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"Lauren! What did you say to him?!" I shrieked. My mother looked so confused.
She showed me her phone.
"Check where your hands are. That's funny. I thought your girlfriend's name was Lauren, not Stephanie. Well, maybe she's not your girlfriend. How could an ordinary girl like me know?"
Our only hope was to watch Harry. He passed his phone to Niall, just like Lauren did to me. Niall got a pained expression on his face. I took out my phone and texted him.
"Hey baby. How's the premiere thing going?"
I saw his beautiful smile return to his face; I'm such a good girlfriend. I know what I doing, that's for sure.
"I can't believe him!" Lauren exclaimed.
"What's going on?" My mom was still confused. As funny as it was watching her, I knew I should shed some light on the subject. "Well, Harry and Lauren are dating. Niall and I are dating. Niall didn't bring another date and Harry did. Lauren is mad about this and she sent him a mean text. Harry showed the text to Niall, which upset him, so I sent Niall a nice text to cheer him up," I said like a narrator.
"Okay," my mom replied, her eyes not moving from the screen.
Danielle, Perrie, Eleanor, and this Stephanie girl were the dates of the night. I knew Stephanie would receive hate just for being there with Harry, so I didn't want to make a fuss. She was actually kinda pretty, but I knew Lauren wouldn't hear of it.
"Well, sorry doesn't help!" Lauren slouched down on our La-z-boy.
I snatched her phone and read her latest messages.
"I'm sorry." Harry had texted. "I just wasn't ready for you to get the hate from my fans."
"Consider yourself down one," I quickly texted him on Lauren's phone and handed it back to her.
Lauren went upstairs, but I knew it was better for me to keep watching.
The interviews were starting, and I knew Lauren secretly would want me to watch them. First, Zayn and Perrie went, then Liam and Danielle, then Louis and Eleanor. Finally, it was Harry and Stephanie's turn.
"How are you Harry?" The host asked.
"I'm doing well!" Harry flashed a toothy grin.
"Well who's this lucky girl?" The man asked.
"Stephanie Waters. She's a model," Harry said.
"Are you dating?"
"Not Stephanie."
"Who are you dating?"
"Lauren Huhn, but I'm not sure anymore."
"Why not?"
"Because she saw me with Stephanie and got mad."
"How do you know, Harry?"
Harry pulled out his iPhone and opened his texts.
"Here," he said and handed his phone to the host.
"Ooh! Harsh!"
"I know."
Stephanie had been quiet through the whole interview. "Wait, you have a girlfriend? You told me you were single," she looked at Harry.
"I was single when I asked you to this," he said cheekily.
"But you're not now," Stephanie stood up. "This was a huge mistake. I knew you were trouble!"
I kinda like this girl. She alludes to my favorite songs and she ain't no wifey! Good for her.
"Stephanie!" Harry stood up, I felt like I was in the studio with him, but I was in my own living room. "Wait! I have to explain this."
"No, you have nothing to explain to me. You have something to explain to Lauren. You just killed her. I'm very mad at you, but you will NEVER understand how upset she is. This isn't something that goes over well with girlfriends. I should know," Stephanie exclaimed as she walked off the set.
Okay, can I be friends with this girl? Because she is seriously blowing my mind! She's amaZAYN. She just exploded in the face of Harold Edward Styles! No one does that, not even Taylor Swift, although I'm sure she did it in private.
Basically after the whole fake breakup thing, it was my Niall's turn. And my mom was still in here.
"Lauren!" I called. "You can come down now!" I needed someone to take the awkwardness away.
Lauren walked down the stairs like a sloth.
"Niall's on!" I hissed as she quickened her pace.
She sat down just as he began to speak.
"Hello, lad!" The host greeted him.
"Hi," Niall giggled.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" Laughter erupted from the studio audience.
"Kinda," he smiled.
"Tell us!"
"Well, she's not really famous or anything, but I'm more than happy with that," Niall said honestly.
"That's wonderful!"
"Yeah," Niall blushed. I knew what was coming next.
"What is her name?" There it was. And with his next line, th hate would pour in for me. Good thing my Twitter is private!
"Her name is Jordan Caudell."
Good God!