Truth or Lie?

Callie Jones and a few other guests go to London for the summer. Main reason; to see her family and visit her hometown. Usually on trips, there is that one thing that is not on the agenda. In this case, a romance or two will start to form, a fight or seven might break out, some hypercritical statements and situations, an unknown fact that will shock everyone, and a unique way of meeting five members of the world famous band. But there is one thing wrong with that... Callie isn't too fond of One Direction. So will her summer be all a truth or lie?


15. Chapter 13

"One vanilla ice cream please," I smiled at the person working the little concession stand thing here at the beach.

I watch through the window as he went towards the back to collect a waffle cone and walk over to the machine to swirl the ice cream on top of the cone. I fished out the exact amount of money for the cone from my bag and set it on the counter, right under the edge of the window. The man returned and carefully reached out to give me the cone. I gently grabbed it and slid the money towards him. I told him thank you and walked off.

I was finally able to get an ice cream after she dropped the other ones while fan-girling over boy band boy. I mean, why does she go into freak-out mode when she hears news about One Direction? They are just normal people. But they are people who think they are better than everyone else. And I don't need to know them personally to know that.  

I was walking down the beach front watching the waves crash onto the sand and listening to the people all around. It was a really nice day. I know I have said that a lot now but how can I not? Alexa and Eric left a bit ago to go get lunch and maybe come back. I had a late breakfast/early lunch. They have been hanging out together a lot recently...

I stopped walking for a second and stared out into the water. I continued to eat the ice cream while doing so. I let the hot sand fill between my toes. I decided to sit down. I sat in the soft, hot sand and ate my ice cream. It was nice and peaceful watching the waves roll onto the shore. I breathed in the cool air and let it exit my lungs as a smile formed onto my lips. I licked my ice cream again only to find out that I already ate the whole top part, so I started to eat the cone. It felt nice to finally just sit and relax. School is done... for now... and that plane ride takes a lot out of you. Not to mention, I start college in about 2 months. Might as well relax while I still can. I sighed then nit into the vanilla, waffle cone again, listening to it crunch and watch a few tin pieces of cone fall into the sand.

I felt a ball roll up to me and slightly hit me. I looked down at it then turned around to see a few kids just looking at me. I looked back down at the soccer ball, or football, and smiled. I grabbed the ball, making sure I didn't loose my ice cream cone in my other hand, and threw the kids the ball. They all gave me big smiles and yelled a "thank you" along with a "sorry". I watched them run off with the soccer ball and I turned around to the water and finished my cone.

It was going well until I heard a yell and something hit my head. Do people have something against me or something?! I jerked forward a bit and brought my hand to the back of my head. I looked behind me thinking it was those kids again. It's alright if it was. I didn't see any of the kids but I did see a boy walking towards me. I looked around and no one else was walking up to me...

Was it him who kicked the ball?

"Are you ok, love?" the boy, teenager?, adult?, asked me. I looked up and noticed his eyes were wide. He had dark hair, black maybe, that was quiffed up. I just sat there rubbing the back of my head. "Are you ok?" he repeated while squatting down so we were eye level, giving me the chance to notice his hazel eyes lock with my bright green ones.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "I'm 17, almost 18. Not 6," I snarled at him. The guy smiled and put his hands up in defense. I rolled my eyes at him.

"I'm sorry," he told me as he stood back up. He extended his hand out for me to take and I just looked at it. I ignored it and stood up on my own. He tilted his head to the side a bit in confusion then brushed it off. "My friend didn't mean to kick you in the head with the ball," he smiled. That smile... He's lying. Alexa has given me that smile numerous times when she blames someone else for her doing. I kept quiet. "You know... I am quite amazed," he smirked. I continued to glare at him.

"At what? That I haven't slapped you yet for kicking me in the head with a soccer ball and blaming it on your friend?" I snapped but added a smirk at the end. The mystery Brit's smile dropped... Busted... "You tend to know when someone is lying when your friend does the same thing," I smirked.

"No... And ya caught me," he smirked yet again and put his hands up in defense, YET AGAIN. "I would have thought you would be screaming or fan-girling that I am standing so close to you," he spoke to me. I gave him a confused look.

"Self-centered much?" I mumbled to myself. I looked up and saw him staring at me. "And why would I do that?" I asked him. He looked even more confused.

"Do you not know who I am?" he asked. I shook my head no.

"Should I care?" I asked. "Or should I walk away right now?"

"Zayn... Zayn Malik..." he paused. He looked at me for some sort of response. I just looked at him confused. "From One Direction..." he said in a "duh" tone.

"And I walk away anyways..." I said and walked away. I didn't turn around but I bet his face was priceless. I felt something grab my wrist and I turned my head to bit to notice a hand had a grip on my wrist. I followed the hand to see it was Zayn.

"That was a bit rude..." he spoke. I looked at him and pulled my arm away.

"I can be rude... But news flash!" I exclaimed. "Not everyone likes you guys... Hate to break it to you," I smirked then continued to walk away.

Gosh, that is why I hate them! They think the world revolves around them! Self-centered much? Sure you may be the biggest band on the planet, but that doesn't mean they have to turn into self-center, egotistical, maniacs!

Rant over...



Hey-yo lovelies! (if you don't like it, I will think of something else)

So I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry for not updating in such a LOOOOONNNNGGGG time. I believe one comment (from "I love harry 1") said it has been 2 months... 2 MONTHS!!!

Holy poop...

I'm am sorry. These past few months, I have been busy with show choir. We just finished our competitions a few weeks ago. Those were on the weekends. Then add in practice and I was in our other show choir's tech so add that on. And school. AND tennis...

I'm pooped...

But don't worry! Don't fret! Competition season is over! But we still have a spring show... And I still have tennis... But I will update more often! I promise.

Now, on a side note... Thanks for the comments. Keep them coming, along with the likes and favorites. I loved coming back after a bit and seeing the new likes and comments and favorites. If you have any ideas, I would love to hear them and include them.

"Wow... this is a long author's note..."

I will go then. I will most likely post another chapter tomorrow! I don't have tennis like I have these past few days. So more time to type!

~Mrs._Payne_USA (aka Caitlyn)


P.S. has anyone read The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones ? I just finished it and OMG!

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