Will it or Will it Not?

-Ellie:
I woke up feeling kind of upset this morning. I got into ANOTHER fight with Dylan last night. That makes 6 fights this week. I'm about done. But I know what will put me in a good mood.. (Walks over to radio and puts on One Direction's 'Midnight Memories' album) There. I'm feeling better already. I wonder if I should text Dylan.. Nah. He can text me first if he really wants to talk to me. (Phone rings) Speak of the devil. I answer all to willingly. "Hello?" Boy. That came out angrier than I intended.
"Ellie?"
"What?" "Are you okay?"
Is he serious? "Yeah. Sure. Why wouldn't I be? My boyfriend totally screamed at me last night for no reason, and for the 6th time this week!"
"Look okay, I know I've been a little cranky-"
I cut him off. "Cranky." I scoff. "Really. That isn't cranky. Waking up from a restless night of crying is cranky. You're just an ass."
"I know. That's a littke of what I need to talk to you about."
"Say it over the phone. I don't want to see you right now."
He sighs. "Okay. Um. I've been thinking a lot lately. I know I've been an ass to you. I was hoping you would do this so I wouldn't have to.."
"Do what?"
"I don't want to be with you anymore."
"What? Dylan. Really? Why?"
"I've met another girl."
I'm shocked. "Who?"
"I'm not telling you her name, Ellie."
Oh hell no. "Dylan, so help me god. If you don't tell me her name I will flip shit."
"Serena.. You know. From Bio..?"
I hang up. I can't even comprehend this. (Picks up her cell phone to call Zara.)
"Ellie?"
"Zara.. He broke up with me.."
"I'll be there in 5."
I look down to see if I'm decently dressed. Yeah. I am. Zara comes in without knocking and I'm in tears. All she can do now is just hold me. She's great.
"I have something that will cheer you up." She reaches in her purse and pulls out VIP tickets to the next 1D concert.
"Zara! Oh my god! Where did you get these?"
"I know a guy." She beams.
"Now we need are tickets."
"How much does your neighbor pay you to babysit her brats?"
"$60 each time."
"How much do you have saved?" I walk over to my shoe bin and pull out my converse. I always hide my money in it.
"$1300."
"How much are tickets?"
"$700 for second row. We're $100 short."
"I'll throw that in. Ellie. We're going to see One Direction."
"Oh my god!" I can't contain my excitement. I've completely forgotten about Dylan.
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(I'll have to finish this when I can get on my laptop. My mobile sucks?

1. Will it or Will it Not?

   Chel the summary. I didn't know how to work this, haha.