Dating One Direction

Come read about our adventures as we take on life Dating One Direction.
Cheers!
Xx, Evangaline, Fiera, Eleanor, Angel, and Hope.

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4. Evangaline

She gasped as soon as she saw the comments. I rolled my eyes. She really didn't believe it? Wow.

"Eva, who took the video?" She asked me. Hope twirled her hair around her finger like a girly-girl would. I just rocked back and forth on the heels of my shoes.

"I'm so sorry Hope! I-I had to! People needed to see how good you are! Look at all these comments; they're incredible! People LOVE you! Just think about it. If you posted more videos of yourself you could be a hit! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!" I waved my arms around in the air. Hope sighed.

"Eva, I don't know," She started, but I shushed her.

"Okay, listen to this idea, you become famous, you become more popular than One Direction, you make Liam wish he was never mean to you!" I explained to her.

"But I don't want that! I woudn't mind being famous..." Hope chuckled."...But I want Liam to realize what he's done and apologize. Not just him notice me and want me 'cos I'm famous." She started sniffling. I rubbed her back in soothing circles and hailed a cab. We climbed in and she lifted her tear-stained face up at me.

"Hope. The only way we're going to get you somewhere is by introducing you to some producers. Posting more videos can take a while, but I think Harry could get me connected." I winked at her. She laughed and forgot all about the Liam incident.

I dialed up Harry and he picked up almost immediatley.

"Hey Harry. Yes I've missed you too already." I giggled and rolled my eyes. "Yeah I was wondering if maybe you could get Hope and I hooked up with some studio time with a producer at Syco. Really? Okay, great!" I hung up and told Hope the good news. "Okay, Harry is able to get us booked for this Thursday." I looked her up and down. Her outfit was cute, just girly-cute, and she needs an outfit that SCREAMS model-beautiful. Time to introduce my sporty friend to the word of girly-girlness. Here goes nothing. "Hope you HAVE to look amazing for the producer. It will make a good impression. You need something that says 'I'm serious about starting a career in music, and I'll do it in style!'." I trilled. She tapped her lower lip while contemplating the idea.

"Okay, fine. I'll do it." She gave in and smiled at me. I tapped the window partition and gave the taxi driver some new directions.

"To the mall!" I giggled.

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 Hope's New Outfit:

                                                                                                                                                              

 

"It feels......itchy." Hope adjusted her new tribal print tank-top and teetered in her new Pink London gold glitter wedges back at her house.

"But you look great! The producers will love you!" I gushed. My hard work had paid off. Hope truly did look like a model. I teared up a little bit.

"Eva? Are you okay?" Hope knit her brows in confusion.

"Yeah, sorry. I'm just....your my best friend and you've never been more beautiful." Tears dripped off of my face and landed on the pink sheepskin rug in the middle of Hope's room.

"Awww.....thanks." She hugged me.

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