Pretend It's Love

"Hey girl it's now or never, it's now or never."
Spencer always wanted to leave America to live in England. She always felt like herself there everytime she visited. So when her parents give the big news that her family was moving there permanently, Spencer was excited to live there and hang out with her friends. The only problem is that her friends got One Direction tickets and they want her to come. Spencer doesn't like 1D in any way or form. But when things get messed up, will her life become different?


24. Harry and Spencer's day pt. 2

<Spencer POV>

We didn't pull away from the kiss for another ten minutes. But we had to when my phone went off and LMFAO's "Shots" started to play as my ringtone. Don't ask. I got dared to have that as my ringtone for a week and forgot to change it. It originally was Panic at the Disco's "Ballad Of Mona Lisa". I pull out my phone and the contact name said "Clar Bear".

Isn't Clara with Liam?

But I set her as Clara? Who would I set as Clar Bear?

Let's see. I know two Claras. Clara Wearsch and...

Oh, now I know who it is!

I hit the answer button and put the phone up to my ear. "Is Mr.Cable teasing Joyce again?" I ask the caller.

"No. It's the end of sophomore year, finally!" Clare Dubecky answers on the other line. "But how's life going, Spence?"

Clare was one of the five friends I had when I was in regular school for that haunting year. The other four were Lauren, Jeanell, Abby, and this other girl named Ingrid Waters. Those five stuck up for me through whatever, and they cared for me liked Clara, Abbey, and Jessica Marie do now. They know I went through a lot of hard times freshman year, but there were some choices that I made that weren't their decision. Like my hair coloring.

"Life is going great, Clare." I reply. "You?"

"Just got home. Hanging with Ingrid tonight. But let me ask you a quick question." I sit on the park bench and wait. "Since when did you know Harry Styles of One Direction?!"

I look at Harry, who must have heard Clare and is giving me the same look. I shrug my shoulders and get back to Clare. "I never told anyone except Clara. How did you know?" I ask.

I hear papers fumbling around and then I hear her again. "It was on! One of the main articles! I'm holding it in my hand right now. Wanna hear what it says?"

I was about to answer no but she started to read it to me word per word. I cut her off by stating. "Clare, I'll just look it up on my phone. But thanks for informing me of that." I was about to hang up when Harry takes my phone away from me and puts it up by his ears.

"Hello, Clare. This is Harry Styles, who is really great friends with your friend, Spencer. Yes. Thanks. Hello to you too, Ingrid." Huh, Ingrid must have just gotten there. "Hello, Abby, Jeanell, and Lauren." Did he just say Abby, Jeanell, and Lauren?! They're there too?! I hear screaming on the other line. I recognize that screech anywhere. I snatch the phone away.

"Lauren! Did you just scream!?"

On the other line, Lauren Jones was hypervienilating. "Y-you know someone f-famous!" She stutters. "And he j-just said hi t-to us!"

"Spencer, you are really lucky now! You don't know how jealous we are of you right now!" Abby Lyndenmier screams into my ears.

"But I thought you h..." I start my sentence, but Jeanell Richard finishes.

"We gave them another try, and it turns out One Direction is not as bad as we thought. And that was last week."

Wow, who knew that people can change in such a short amount of time. They did. Clare and Ingrid were already directioners, but they just didn't talk about them that much.

"Guys, I got to go. Talk to you guys soon. And if I run into you in Boston when I go on tour with them, I'll be sure to say hi. BYE!" I quickly hang up my phone before I lose my hearing.

"Your friends are really interesting." Harry says to me.

"Yeah. Such a charm!" I sarcastically state.

We were silent on the park bench for a minute. "So you wanna continue to make out?" He suggests.

Luckily, we were closed off by trees and the nice, cool shade. I press my lips against his and we continue to kiss. This time, it got more passionate and deeper. His tongue wishing for entrance, but I reject. I'm not ready to take kissing to the next level yet. No tongues yet. But he's still begging, and this time, I give in and granted entrance.

I thank trees again because this time, he shifted his weight and lays down on top of me. We were fifteen minutes in and once again, "Shots" is playing.

"I really should change my ringtone." I suggest as we pulled away. He's still on top of me as I grab my phone and see a new text message from "Clara of England". Now that is Clara Wearsch. I open the message.

From: Clara of England "Liam said to txt u this bc harry isnt answering his phone. So in the words of payne, he says 'WHERE THE BLOODY HECK ARE YOU GUYS!? WE NEED TO BE AT NORTH GREENWICH ARENA! SO STOP WHATEVER YOURE DOING AND GET YOUR BUTT IN A CAR!!! SPENCER'S DAD WILL BE FURIOUS IF WERE LATE!' So technically, you need to get going. We r already on our way. C ya in a bit!"

Harry was almost about to kiss me again, but I cut him short of my lips by placing my phone inbetween us. Unfortunately, he kissed my phone. He read the message, and then read it again, and again, and again. Until he got off of me and we took off running towards his car. We got in, buckled our seatbelts, and headed to North Greenwich Arena.

Dreams really do come true.

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