Simon's Daughter
Chapter 23
Julia's POV:
Today was the day Christa and I go to California. (outfit:http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=87304023) I honestly didn't want the boys to be there because they were just going to make me even more upset, but they insisted. My dad was finally back, and he apologized for missing out on graduation, but that was just one of the many apologies he's ever told me. I was used to it, so I sort of just tuned him out. Our flight is supposed to be here in fifteen minutes, and the boys still haven't lefted. As I sat in the very uncomfortable airport seat, I tapped my foot nervously, looking around the crowded place.
"Calm down, Jules. They'll be here any minute, I promise." Christa smiled. She was always the positive one out of the two of us. She always made sure everything would be okay, and most of the times they were. I just wanted to get the goodbyes over with because that was my least favorite part.
"Why are you so nervous? Just because you're leaving, doesn't mean the boys will forget about their friends." My dad said. Yup, he just said friends. Neither of us told him that we're dating 2/5 of One Direction. I didn't have time to hear him 'lecture me' or just straight out yell at me. Plus, Niall and I decided to keep things on the down low so paparazzi didn't hound us with questions. Not to mention, my dad still doesn't know.
"I-I just um...we have to board soon, and they're going to miss our goodbyes." I faked a smile, but he seemed to buy it. When I was about to turn to Christa, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked over to my left, and saw a blonde irish lad smiling like a cheshire cat in front of me. I smiled, and wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him. He hugged me back, letting out a small chuckle.
"You didn't think I would miss saying goodbye to my girlfriend did you?" He said only loud enough for the two of us to hear.
"Actually, I thought you were." I giggled a little. I heard Christa and I's flight being called out over the speaker, so I stood up and sighed. I looked at Niall, who's smile was completely gone. "God damnit Niall, don't start crying, you're going to make me cry!" I said, trying to cheer him up with a smile. But it didn't help. It only made tears roll down his cheeks even more. I wiped them away for him, and hugged him one last time. I wanted to kiss his lips so badly, but I couldn't let my father see. I could see Harry gazing at me from the corner of my eye, but I couldn't have cared less.
"Hey, Simon, look, this girl wants to take a picture with you." Harry said, distracting my dad. My father then looked at the little girl and happily accepted to take a picture with her. "You better hurry, before he turns back around." Harry said, walking past us. I crashed my lips onto Niall's and our lips moved perfectly in sync.
"Goodbye, Niall." I said, holding back all the tears that threatened to leave my eyes. Once I gave Niall one last hug, I moved onto the other boys; Liam, Louis, Zayn, then...Harry.
"Hey, um...thanks for...that." I gestured to my dad, and Harry just nodded.
"I owed you." He showed a light smile, and I just looked up at him once, then looked back down.
"Bye, Harry..." I said quietly, and I turned around to follow Christa. Before I could step any further, I turned myself back around and quickly hugged Harry. Without seeing his reaction, I turned back around boarded the long flight to California.
***
"We're finally here!" Christa said, smiling. We just stepped onto our new campus: Stanford University. We both looked at each other and squealed. We giggled, then found our way to the main office. When the two of us finally found our dorm room, we immediately crashed onto our chosen beds.
"I still can't believe I'm actually here!" I said, the smile never fading from my face. "What should we do first?" I asked, looking over at Christa. She looked up at the ceiling, then back at me, getting an idea.
"Maybe we should just walk around campus and you know...get ourselves familiar with everything. But first, we need to freshen up." I nodded my head, and raced to the shower before her. When I got out, I put on my newly changed outfit (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=87307604), and sat on my bed to wait for Christa.
"Hurry up, Christa! I'm getting hungry!" I said impatiently. Not too long after, she came out of the bathroom, and we soon headed out of the door. We walked around for about twenty minutes before it started to get cloudy and start to drizzle.
"Race you back to the room?" Christa asked. I imeediately took off in a different direction than her. I looked back to see if she already started running, and I felt myself collide with something. I fell back on my bum, not bothering to look up at what I crashed into.
"Oh, god I'm so sorry. I should have watched where I---" I heard a voice, so I supposed I bumped into someone. Woah, they must be really muscular and fit, because it hurt, crashing into this person. I finally came to my senses and looked up to see a rather tall, fit, guy.
"No, no. Really, I shouldn't have been running in the first place." I politely smiled as he offered his hand, and helped me up.
"Woah, you have a nice accent. You from England by any chance?" He asked, tilting his head to the side, and knitting his eyebrows together.
"Why, yes I am. I'm Julia, it's nice to meet you." I held my hand out, and he shook it.
"I'm Matt. It's nice to meet you as well." He smiled widely. We kind of just stood there awkwardly for a minute, just looking at each other.
"We-well I should get going. It was nice meeting you, Matt." I smiled.
"Yeah me too. See you around, Julia." He gave me a friendly wink, and we both went our separate ways. What a nice guy. DAMN. I forgot all about the race back to the room. Oh well. I obviously lost.
Today was the day Christa and I go to California. (outfit:http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=87304023) I honestly didn't want the boys to be there because they were just going to make me even more upset, but they insisted. My dad was finally back, and he apologized for missing out on graduation, but that was just one of the many apologies he's ever told me. I was used to it, so I sort of just tuned him out. Our flight is supposed to be here in fifteen minutes, and the boys still haven't lefted. As I sat in the very uncomfortable airport seat, I tapped my foot nervously, looking around the crowded place.
"Calm down, Jules. They'll be here any minute, I promise." Christa smiled. She was always the positive one out of the two of us. She always made sure everything would be okay, and most of the times they were. I just wanted to get the goodbyes over with because that was my least favorite part.
"Why are you so nervous? Just because you're leaving, doesn't mean the boys will forget about their friends." My dad said. Yup, he just said friends. Neither of us told him that we're dating 2/5 of One Direction. I didn't have time to hear him 'lecture me' or just straight out yell at me. Plus, Niall and I decided to keep things on the down low so paparazzi didn't hound us with questions. Not to mention, my dad still doesn't know.
"I-I just um...we have to board soon, and they're going to miss our goodbyes." I faked a smile, but he seemed to buy it. When I was about to turn to Christa, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked over to my left, and saw a blonde irish lad smiling like a cheshire cat in front of me. I smiled, and wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him. He hugged me back, letting out a small chuckle.
"You didn't think I would miss saying goodbye to my girlfriend did you?" He said only loud enough for the two of us to hear.
"Actually, I thought you were." I giggled a little. I heard Christa and I's flight being called out over the speaker, so I stood up and sighed. I looked at Niall, who's smile was completely gone. "God damnit Niall, don't start crying, you're going to make me cry!" I said, trying to cheer him up with a smile. But it didn't help. It only made tears roll down his cheeks even more. I wiped them away for him, and hugged him one last time. I wanted to kiss his lips so badly, but I couldn't let my father see. I could see Harry gazing at me from the corner of my eye, but I couldn't have cared less.
"Hey, Simon, look, this girl wants to take a picture with you." Harry said, distracting my dad. My father then looked at the little girl and happily accepted to take a picture with her. "You better hurry, before he turns back around." Harry said, walking past us. I crashed my lips onto Niall's and our lips moved perfectly in sync.
"Goodbye, Niall." I said, holding back all the tears that threatened to leave my eyes. Once I gave Niall one last hug, I moved onto the other boys; Liam, Louis, Zayn, then...Harry.
"Hey, um...thanks for...that." I gestured to my dad, and Harry just nodded.
"I owed you." He showed a light smile, and I just looked up at him once, then looked back down.
"Bye, Harry..." I said quietly, and I turned around to follow Christa. Before I could step any further, I turned myself back around and quickly hugged Harry. Without seeing his reaction, I turned back around boarded the long flight to California.
***
"We're finally here!" Christa said, smiling. We just stepped onto our new campus: Stanford University. We both looked at each other and squealed. We giggled, then found our way to the main office. When the two of us finally found our dorm room, we immediately crashed onto our chosen beds.
"I still can't believe I'm actually here!" I said, the smile never fading from my face. "What should we do first?" I asked, looking over at Christa. She looked up at the ceiling, then back at me, getting an idea.
"Maybe we should just walk around campus and you know...get ourselves familiar with everything. But first, we need to freshen up." I nodded my head, and raced to the shower before her. When I got out, I put on my newly changed outfit (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=87307604), and sat on my bed to wait for Christa.
"Hurry up, Christa! I'm getting hungry!" I said impatiently. Not too long after, she came out of the bathroom, and we soon headed out of the door. We walked around for about twenty minutes before it started to get cloudy and start to drizzle.
"Race you back to the room?" Christa asked. I imeediately took off in a different direction than her. I looked back to see if she already started running, and I felt myself collide with something. I fell back on my bum, not bothering to look up at what I crashed into.
"Oh, god I'm so sorry. I should have watched where I---" I heard a voice, so I supposed I bumped into someone. Woah, they must be really muscular and fit, because it hurt, crashing into this person. I finally came to my senses and looked up to see a rather tall, fit, guy.
"No, no. Really, I shouldn't have been running in the first place." I politely smiled as he offered his hand, and helped me up.
"Woah, you have a nice accent. You from England by any chance?" He asked, tilting his head to the side, and knitting his eyebrows together.
"Why, yes I am. I'm Julia, it's nice to meet you." I held my hand out, and he shook it.
"I'm Matt. It's nice to meet you as well." He smiled widely. We kind of just stood there awkwardly for a minute, just looking at each other.
"We-well I should get going. It was nice meeting you, Matt." I smiled.
"Yeah me too. See you around, Julia." He gave me a friendly wink, and we both went our separate ways. What a nice guy. DAMN. I forgot all about the race back to the room. Oh well. I obviously lost.
Notes
So there's a guy named Matt now. Oh and FYI: I imagine Matt as Zac Efron so yeah...in case you were wondering. You might be thinking: Why Zac Efron? Well I'll tell you why. HE'S A SEXY MOFO. So yeah.*~ALSO: I have a new fanfic out, pleeeeeease read it and tell me what you think! Vote, subscribe and comment on it~*
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5/16/14