My Drunk Little White Lies

*Cheyenne’s POV*

Ugh. I can’t believe I’m going on a date with him…What am I going to wear? I was questioning myself as I pulled into my drive way. I turned the car off, and got out. I walked up to my door and unlocked it. I walked inside, closing the door behind me, and dropped the keys on the table next to the door. Finally, home. I walked up the stairs, and walk in my room. I plop on my bed and wrap the covers around me. I shut my eyes, ready to fall asleep…until my phone buzzed. I shot my head up and grabbed my phone, I have a text message.

*Message*

“Hey Chey.(: It’s Harry- How the fuck did he get my number? I continued to read.

-your sister, Anastasia gave me your number.”

Oooo that girl is so dead!

“Anyway, I’m texting you to tell you- see you in an hour oh and, dress casual. ;) ~Harry~

My eyes sprung out of my head, I jumped off the bed and looked at my clock. 7:10!? OMG! I ran to my closet and found a set of clothes that was pretty casual…Wait a minute-? I looked through my closet and saw an outfit I haven’t seen since I was a teenager. I smirked to myself…tsk tsk, Harry. You are gonna regret this night…( http://data1.whicdn.com/images/60673830/large.jpg ) I got undressed and put on my outfit. I need to check myself out in the mirror. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the light.

“AH!” I screamed when I looked in the mirror. My hair, looked like Hurricane Sandy had a freaking vacation and decided to take one in my hair! It’s time for…the tools. I grabbed all my medical hair devices: Flat Iron, heat protection, and hair moisturize. I plugged in the Flat Iron. While I waited for it to heat up, I spritzed a fair amount of heat protection in my hair. I straightened my hair for what felt like hours, when I finally was done, I styled it with a bun on my head, and the rest of the hair out of the bun. Damn! I looked hot! I heard the doorbell ring. I walked down the hallway and grabbed my bag. I turned towards the door, oh yeah he will love this outfit. When I opened the door, He was standing there, looking really amazing. ( http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JD8s_pX9Qk/Up3RTrsNnHI/AAAAAAAANYw/q2zI1LVuXtc/s1600/harry-styles-brit-fashion-awards%2B(1).jpg ) His mouth dropped when he saw me. I laughed to myself.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” I winked, walked out and closed my door, going to the car. After a few seconds, he regained focus and walked over to the car, and opened my door.

“Thank you…Harry.” He gulped, then nodded. I got in the car. Haha, Hard to get is a bitch.

*Annie’s POV*

After I got home, I grabbed the leftover Nando’s from the fridge, and popped it in the oven. I walked into the living room, turning on the T.V. I was determined to watch all the Episodes of Two and a Half Men. I rushed down the hall into my room, the storm outside scaring me shitless on the way. I looked in my drawers for a comfy outfit. I finally found a Blue V-Neck, White Pajama pants, and Blue slippers. I put on that outfit, tied up my blue hair, and walked down the hall. I heard the microwave ding. I walked to my kitchen and grabbed the plate of steaming hot chicken, rice, and fries. I walked into the living room, and sat my plate on the table. I was going into the kitchen to get a drink when the doorbell rang. A lightning bolt cracked outside. Who the hell-? I walked over to the door and looked through the peep hole.

“Niall?” I opened the door to a soaked, shivering Irish boy.

“Niall, what are you doing here? Uh, Come in.” He nodded and came inside. I closed the door, and turned to Niall.

“What did you stop by-“ *Looks out the window.* “In the pouring rain for?” He smiled and laughed.

“Well, It was after you left-

*Flash back*

I was sitting at the table, thinking. When Liam, and Louis came over.

“Hey, Nialler. Why you looking so down?” Liam asked, concern.

“Because, I forgot to ask Annie for her number.” Louis chuckled, Liam slapped the back of his head. He stopped laughing.

“Awe, It’s okay, Nialler. Maybe, we could go drive you to her house later, yeah?” I looked up at him, weirdly.

“Um, how do you know where she lives?” He smiled.

“Ed. He was non-stop talking about Genesis. And in the process he told us where Cheyenne and Anastasia lives.” I jumped up in glee.

“Thank you!” I then ran out to the car, and did a leprechaun jump for joy. *End*

I looked at him for a moment. Awe, he wanted my number. I smiled at him.

“Well, I own some of my brother’s clothes, you can go up stairs to the last room on the right and go try on some, they’ll be better than the soaked one’s.” I pointed to his clothing, He nodded.

“Thank you.” He jogged up the stair’s but, stopped and asked me a question.

“Was your hair originally black?” He probably noticed my roots that are connected to the blue.

“No. It was b-“

“Brown?” I nodded slowly. He smiled.

“Knew it. My mum told me that girl’s with brown hair are the best to be around.” He winked, with a smile, then continued to jog up the stairs and down the hall. I can’t believe what I just heard…I might just hang with him for awhile.

*Genesis’s POV*

I lay on my bed, listening to my IPod on shuffle, when a familiar tune passes by.

“I'm gonna pick up the pieces,
And build a Lego house
If things go wrong we can knock it down

My three words have two meanings,
There's one thing on my mind
It's all for you

And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm
If you're broken I will mend you and I'll keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on now

I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now
I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind
I'll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now, now.” I stopped when I heard my phone ringing. I turned my IPod off, and answered my phone.

“Hello?”

“Your voice is beautiful, Love.” I turned bright pink realizing who it was.

“Oh, Ed. You could hear that?” I sat on my window seat, embarrassed.

“Yeah, only a little though. So, I went on my balcony to listen better.” I sat up, and walked over to my balcony doors. I opened them, and stepped out. It was a beautiful view. The moon shined in a perfect angle and the stars looked like diamonds.

“I like your jumper! It kind of looks like mine.” I heard Ed over at his balcony; he was holding his phone in his hand. I hung up the phone, and put it in my pocket.

“Thank you. I got it from you.” I felt heat rise to my face. He smiled.

“You’re cute when you blush.” I was probably as red as a tomato after he said that. He chuckled. He looked up at the stars.

“So, Genesis?” I looked at him.

“Yeah?” He smiled at me.

“Your different from the other girls…”

“Why’s that?”

He paused for a moment, thinking. He looked at me and said,

“Because, all the other girls I would try to be friends with, were Sluts and Hoes!” I laughed a bit, he laughed too.

“Anyway, you aren’t a Slut nor a Hoe. You sing beautiful and I saw some of your art work on the walls at the restaurant, you’ re really good! You have natural beauty. You don’t hide it with make-up. And most of all, you got three things they don’t…” He looked at the stars, in a daze.

“What are those things?” He looked down then, at me.

“Loyalty, Respect, and Love.” I smiled.

“Awe, thank you Ed. If I could hug you, I would.” He looked at the ledge that met to me and him. I looked at him and shook my head. He smiles, and casually walks inside, and closes his door. What the actual fuc- I felt two arms wrap around me, in a hugging motion. I laughed. Ed laughed too. I could stay like this for a minute.

Notes

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