She's A Little Afraid (Completed)

Chapter # 10

[Authors note]

IT'S FINALLY SUMMER!!! Yay :) So now that I don't have school anymore, updates will be more frequent! I haven't updated in so long, so I'll be spending more time working on me story :) P.S This chapter will be a lot longer! Enjoy and please comment and vote! Tanks Lovelies :3 - B :D

Amelia's P.O.V

We chatted for a while, but he called for a purpose. And this purpose was to meet me at Starbucks in a hour. I was quite thrilled at the thought of being able to see him again, and I was defenitly going to take him up on his offer. We decided where to go and said our goodbyes, Mona sat at the other side of the table asking questions every once in a while like "WHY THE BEATLES! YOU KNOW I HATE THEM!' or "Are you talking to your mysterious lover?." I normally just rolled my eyes at her obnoxious questions, I seriously needed normal friends. After I hung up, she imediatly interogated me with questions.

"Who was that?"

"Where are you going?"

"Are you going to have se-"

"Arrêter! S'il vous plait. votre me donner la migraine bête!" I protest speaking my second language I grew up using. I tecnically lived on the outside of Paris in a small village called Angers, which consisted of both Languages but mainly french.

"AAAH! Don't use your french terms! You know I'm horrible at any language other than English! I don't even speack it goodly!" she groans resting her face in her hands.

"First of all its fun to insult you in other languages because you wouldn't know what I'm saying. And secondly your horrible at speaking english too" I chuckle looking at her flustered face.

"What ever, We can study for finals tomorrow. I'm leaving" she grumbles rising up and stomping to the door.

"Why?"

"Because you have a date to get ready for!" She smirks. I feel my cheeks burning up, turning the slightest bit reder. Which is almost impossible considering my pale skin makes my ruby red cheeks stand out immensly.

"It's not a date!" I protest to her, trying to hide my smirk that was struggling to creep up my lips. She rolls her eyes and slips on her vans.

"Yeah okay missy. When your ready to tell me who it is ring me up!" She shouts walking down the corridors of my flat.

"Bye!" I call back and close the door slowly. Now, I have a outing to get ready for, I chant in my head.

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Nialls P.O.V

We had been rehearsing for hours, and all I had to eat was a box of pizza. My stomach was  grumbling and demanding food. I could almost hear it pleading to me 'Niall! Feed me mate!' But our break was in a few minutes so I comanded my stomach to hold on. The only song that seems to calm my stomach, is from the wise words of Ed sheeran. 

Chicken on the phone

I eat chicken off the floor

I eat chicken off the bone

I love Nando's more than you Mum does, more than you Mum does.

Nando's (I said Oooooooooh)

I love Nando's

Yes, it's so true. Day dreaming of shoving that juicy Peri Peri chicken into my mouth, makes my tastes buds flood with saliva. The plump chicken breast coded in the crunchy breading, dipped in the Peri sauce. cooked at 169% F. It's just perfection.