Whatever Happens

Julia and Emma finally got tickets to the One Direction concert and got to know the band. they got opportunities to be the bend's bffs. her friends join the happiness, and all of them get to star going out with the guys in the band. but the question is, is that a good thing? or a bad thing? this is a book full of life's ups and downs.


7. Friends


Julia’s P.O.V.

          In the morning, we all woke up at the same time, nobody was hungry, not even Niall (can you believe it!!), for some reason, so none of us had breakfast.

          “Emma!!!!!!!!” I screamed.

          “What is it?” She replied.

          “Tomorrow Erica, Floriane, and Rachel are arriving!”

          “Yeah, I know!”

          “So what should we do about the boys? Because all the girls are arriving at the same time and I don’t want to just leave them at home with nothing to do! Besides, we’re going to want to catch up with the girls, so we’ll need a driver.”

          “I guess we’ll just take them with us.”

          “What about all the crazed fans?”

          “We’ll disguise them.”

          “Well, people consider us very good ‘disguisers’” I said as we smirked at each other. As soon as we came up with the idea we told the boys and asked them to see their clothes, so they would know what to wear tomorrow. Niall was going to wear a green hoddie, jeans, a white shirt, and some green shoes. Zayn was going to wear the same thing, but his shirt, hoddie and shoes were blue. So was Louis but his shoes, hoddie and shirt were red, also Harry was going to wear the same thing, but his hoddie, shirt and shoes were orange, and Liam’s purple.

          The next day we started our way to the airport, it was so tiring, because there was so much traffic because of New Year’s. As we finally parked the car and were waiting for the girls, some girls somehow noticed who they were, but they didn’t tell anyone or screamed their names they just came up to them and asked politely for autographs.

          “I see them,” I whisper to Emma.

          “Me too,” She whispers back, “Come on guys, they’re here.”

          Erica runs my way and we hug. As Rachel and Floriane reached us we were all laughing and hugging and saying “Oh My Gosh! I missed you so much!”

Erica’s P.O.V.

*10 minutes earlier*

          “It’s so good to be back!” I tell Rachel as she put her blond hair with pink and dark purple extensions in a bun, we were in the same flight.

          “I can’t wait to see the girls!” Rachel exclaims.

          As we got to the luggage pick up, we see Floriane waiting for her luggage from France.

          “Floriane!” I screamed as Rachel and I started running towards her.

          “Erica! Rachel!” She yelled back.

          “How was France?” I asked.

          “It was… You know… France,” She replied.

          “Well duh, it will always be France! Get into detail!” Rachel demands.

          “I didn’t really do anything, because, you know, I was just hanging out with my parent, nothing special,” She says.

          “Rachel, our luggage!” I exclaim as we both run to get our luggage.

          “It’s so heavy!” Rachel whines next to me as she manages to pull her bag. We get a trolley and Floriane, Rachel, and I start our way to meet the girls, “I see them!”

          “Where?!?” Floriane asks.

          “Right next to those scary tall guys!” Rachel said with a horrified face. As we got out of the hallway, we ran towards Julia and Emma.

Zayn’s P.O.V.

          Wow! That girl is hot! I thought as I look into deep brown eyes on a perfect, tanned face. (He’s talking about Erica, just so you know)

          “Hi,” I said calmly.

          “Hi,” She said with sort of a weird scared look. Oh yeah! She doesn’t know who I am yet.

Julia’s P.O.V.

          Niall and I were texting each other about when they should reveal their identity.



But when exactly?

Ill text u, k.

How will the guys know?

Idk… I’ll say go.


          We stop texting each other when I notice the girls are sort of confused about why the boys are following us.

Rachel’s P.O.V.

          I’m getting kind of scared I thought, those scary tall guys are following us. I notice the scary tall guy with purple shoes staring at me. Is he stalking me or something?

          “I’ll drive!” Emma volunteered.

          “Okay, but be aware of the cars we don’t want the same thing happening over and over again!” I said as we all burst out laughing. As we were in the car and we started driving, Julia would only focus on her blackberry, it seemed new and Emma was driving but when we would stop at a red light she would pull out her new iPhone someone must’ve given it to her for Christmas.

          “Okay, you guys can stop scaring Rachel now, go,” As Julia said that for some reason, the tall scary guys pull down their hoddies and I notice Liam sitting next to me, Zayn sitting next to Erica, Niall sitting next to Julia (they were holding hands so I kind of noticed they were going out or something), Harry sitting next to Floriane and Louis in the passenger’s seat next to Emma. OMG! I am so mad at Julia! She told them I was scared of tall guys!

Erica’s P.O.V.

          Life is so good, I thought. I notice Zayn was kind of staring at me all the time, OMG! Don’t do anything stupid Erica, Zayn’s staring at you! I thought, with all the pressure a human being could get. As we got home I walk into my room to find a suitcase, which was not mine in the corner.

          “Oh yeah! Erica, you will be sharing a room with Zayn if that’s okay with you?” Julia says as I nod happily and she gets into her room with Niall.

          “Floriane, you will be sharing a room with Harry, and Rachel you’ll share yours with Liam,” Emma says.

Rachel’s P.O.V.

          OMG! I’m going to be sharing a room with the purple, cute, TALL guy! Hey, maybe that’s not so bad! I thought. We had separate beds of course, but it was kind of fun cause within ten minutes, he was kissing me like crazy. Well that was a fast hook up!

Harry’s P.O.V.

          This is so good! I’m sharing a room with the cutest girl I have ever seen! I thought.

          “Let me help you with that!” I said, I’m the true flirt.

          “Thanks!” She says, as I try to focus on the words not on her beauty.

          “Is your name French?” I ask wanting to know her life history.

          “Yeah, well, I am French!” She says.

          “Oh really! Hey, I can speak French!” I said (in French).

          “Awesome!” she says (in French).

          We started the awesomest conversation ever.

Emma’s P.O.V.

          Louis and I were sitting down in my room. He’s so cute! I thought.

          “So, are we going to stay here for New Year’s?” He asks.

          “I don’t know, well before you guys came the girls and I were thinking we could take the garden route for three days then fly to Brazil to spend New Year’s and Carnaval.” I said

          “You could still do that! And bring us with you!”

          “Sounds like a plan!”

          That night we went to Piatto to have dinner; every girl was like looking at the boys still confused why they were there.

          “So guys, remember how we wanted to take the garden route for three days then go to Brazil to spend New Year’s and Carnaval?”

          “Yeah,” All the girls responded.

          “We can still do that, I’m sure the guys don’t mind coming with us,” I said.

          “Yeah!” The guys responded with such happiness in their voices.

          “But the only way we can get to Brazil before New Year’s is leaving tomorrow,” Julia said.

          “Really?” I asked.

          “Trust mama Julia,” Floriane said as Julia nodded.

          “What time?” Harry asked.

          “I don’t know, Emma bought the tickets to Cape Town,” Julia said as everybody started staring at me.

          “That’s the not so fun part we have to wake up at midnight, to catch the plane at one in the morning,” I said, “And I’m not gonna be the one to wake everyone up okay!”

          “Of course! That’s my job,” Julia said.

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