Our Story

Our story is about three best friends Marine, Caroline and Rosie, who fall in love with members of One Direciton. These chapters are aimed to my real best friends and our obsession with 1D:) I am not a british, but I am trying to be precise.

I hope someone really read this:)


5. Chapter 5.

Rosie looks fabulous as always. Her honey blond hair is perfectly straighten and with that red lipstick she looks like an angel. Rosie is perfectionist, so every piece of her clothes match with others. She has the best taste in fashion, always good looking and always dressed in the best brands. She is given Money from her parents, so she can afford everything. Literally. She lives in that most expensive flat in the most exclusive part of London. But she is really genuine and not snobbish at all. I love Rosie, she always tells  you a truth and supports you in every way. She sat next to me and touched my shoulder. „Marine, I am so glad you came, God I am so pissed off right now. Daniel is such an egoist. Can you believe that he is working on New Year´s Eve?“ I am so happy I have no boyfriend right now. „Oh, Rosie. I am so sorry, I know how you have already planned to spend all winter holiday with him. Where is he going?“ „Japan. Why on earth he has to work on New Year´s Eve?“ I feel sorry for her, because she was really looking forward to it. She is really in love with him. But that´s disadvantage of dating with a model. „Honey, Look, we can spend it together. I doubt that Caroline will go to Manchester now. We three together, like when we were kids.“ I smiled at her modestly cause this was not an option I would choose either. „ Marine I love you, I thought you will be away all holidays and Car will vised David. So, this is perfect.“ She was really happy, that she won´t spend New Year´s Eve alone with a bowl of popcorn. However, I wasn´t so enthusiastic about it. I hate that whole day. Firstly, I don´t see anything special about that day and secondly, I always spend it in some lame club, with lame people. Except Caroline. Of Course, she is the only one, who keeps me alive there. Well, after all this, I don´t see that girl night like a bad idea anymore. Rosie kissed me on a cheek, paid for our coffee, then she pulled her phone out from her bag and all I could see was her wrinkled eyebrow and her combative face expression. On the phone was probably Daniel. Poor boy, when is Rosie pissed off it is hard to unpissed her. When I came out, the whole city was under the snow cover. London looks really romantic now. I am pretty tired from all  friend´s advices I have given today. This was not my expectation of having a day off. However, Oddly enough, I don´t want to go home yet. I think that walk through the city will help me to deal with this day.  Even though I am walking for an hour now, my boots are covered in white, snow has leaked into my hands through the gloves, I feel blessed for walking only by myself. „Hey!“ Somebody screamed, but I didn´r turn around, I was deeply immersed in my thoughts. „Hey, Marine?“ Ok, I have to give an attention now. As I looked back, I didn´t recognised the face. It was snowing heavily. I squinted on that unknown face. Wait, he wasn´t so unknown. Actually he was well-known. Like known by milions of people. „Harry?“ That was the only reasonable option. Then, after two steps backwards, that curly boy came closer and smiled at me.

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