Make A Wish

Madeleine and Abby are best friends who have gone through the best and the worst together. Abby had already found the one, but Madeleine was still searching via blind dates. When Abby picks out ONE MORE date, she finally falls in love with Harry Styles. Through heartbreak, tears, and coming back stronger than ever, the girls realize love takes fighting, even when the boy of your dreams is already yours. On Madeleine's 18th birthday, she only has one wish- but is what she wants really what she needs?


3. The Boyfriend Test

We stood in line for about ten minutes to get some popcorn. When we finally got up there, the boy behind the counter was Spencer. My blind date from last night. I tried to keep my head down while Harry ordered our popcorn and drinks. When it was time to pay, I slid the money across the counter. "Keep the change," I said. He tilted his head. Oh no. Oh no. God, please don't... Don't notice me! "Madeleine?" Spencer said. "Hey, it's me, Spencer," "Oh, Spencer, hi. Um, our movie starts in like five-" "Who's he?" Spencer said. "He's Harry. And, we're kind of in a rush, so if you don't mind, we'd like our stuff," I said quickly. "Fine. Can't believe someone like you got a new boyfriend already," he spat, handing me the drinks and popcorn. "Um, I used to dabble in a little blind dates," I said. Does 34 really count as 'dabbling'? I thought. I looked up at him for forgiveness, but all I saw was that same pair of wide, green eyes and angelic smile. "You make yourself sound desperate. Don't sell yourself short, love," he said. "I mean... Um..." My mouth kept opening and closing because I wanted to say something, but I couldn't find the words. I mean, what was I supposed to say? Yes Harry, I went on 34 dates before I met you. Abby showed up behind us. She always swooped in at all the right times. "Guys, movie's starting," she took a piece of popcorn. We entered the dark theater. As all horror films start, it was peaceful. Some blonde girl was laughing with her friends. I really, really, really despised all things horror film. I would probably scream out loud in the theater and embarrass myself. I was so scared of what was to come, I was shaking as we took our seats. I felt that bottomless feeling in my stomach I got whenever I went on a roller coaster. "Are you okay?" Harry asked. "Um, not really," I admitted. "I really hate horror movies. I get sick whenever I see blood." "Well, if you get too scared, I'm right here," he grabbed my hand, which made my stomach do a full on back flip inside me. Whatever butterflies were fluttering in my belly turned to stones and made my knees buckle as I settled into the soft, red seat. The girl and her friends were now inside of a creepy house where some predictable axe murderer was waiting in the attic. I found out that the axe murder was extremely predictable and showed up at midnight. I was feeling brave myself, being all gangsta here at this horror movie, so I pretended to be more scared than I actually was, and I burred my head in Harry's shirt, like the perfect boyfriend would let me. This was the boyfriend test. A good boyfriend would let me, and a weird one wouldn't. But then again, Harry wasn't my boyfriend. I felt the urge to pull away, but before I could, Harry kissed the top of my head. Oh yes. This one was a keeper. 

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