Dating One Direction

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


1. Hope

(Hope’s Outfit: Evangaline’s Outfit:


"How do you like this?" I asked Evangeline, my best friend about the purple high tops I had found.

“Another one? Hope, I think you might have an obsession with those things. Its starting to get scary,” She told me, and I just laughed. She was always overdramatic.

“Just answer the question, Eva,” I ordered, between laughs.

“It’s cute. But, I think that you should get these,” Eva pointed out a pair of silver heels, and I rolled my eyes.

“When pigs fly,” I told her, sarcastically. She knew how much I hated heels. They weren’t even that nice. And they made my feet hurt.

“That could be arranged,” Eva looked like she was lost in thought. I rolled my eyes and put the shoes back on their rack. I knew I wasn’t going to get them. They cost about three hundred pounds. And I just did not have enough money in my shoe account to get them.

“Goodbye, my love,” I whispered to the high tops, pretending to cry, “I’m going to miss you.” I could be over dramatic sometimes, but in the end it could be a good trait. And it was hilarious.

“Do you really want them that bad?” Eva asked, and I shook my head, and burst into fits of laughter. She could be so gullible. Soon, we were both laughing really hard, so hard that I had to clutch my stomach to keep myself standing up.

“Hope, you are so weird,” Evangeline said after was had been kicked out of the store for ‘disrupting the peace’-even though we knew we were annoying the people there.

“You know you love it,” I gave her a wink, and started to walk backwards-away from the shoe store.

“Hope! Watch-” Eva started, but was interrupted by me hitting into someones chest.

“Oof,” Said the person behind me. I cringed. Oops. I turned around to apologize to the person.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to hit you,” I bit my lip after saying it, not because I was nervous. But because the boy I hit into, was hot.

He had a muscular build, that showed very clearly under white tee. His dark wash jeans matched his black converses. He had a grey beanie on-just like the one I had on- and was wearing Ray-Bans.

“Hi,” He said, after a couple of second of us intently at each other.

“Hey,” I replied. We were now staring into each others eyes, or at least I think we were. His eyes were still covered with the sunglasses.

“Hi,” He repeated.

“Didn’t you just say that?” I asked him, sassily; as I raised my eyebrows.

“I did didn’t I?” He restated my question.

“I just said that,” I smirked, as he blushed.

“AW! Look, little Li-Li’s blushing,” The boys friend pinched his cheeks, making me laugh; and making the boy blush harder.

“Harry,” the boy told his friend-who I presumed was Harry- not taking his eyes away from me, “We need to talk.” He gave me a quick smile, and a ‘don’t move’ before pulling his friend away.

“Is it just me, or is that Harry kid really cute?” Eva asked, still eyeing Harry.

“I prefer his friend,” I answered, blushing slightly.

“Is it because he reminds you of your dream boy- Liam Payne of One Direction?” Eva mocked, and I rolled my eyes.

“Do you like Harry because he has the same name as Harry Styles?” I shot back.

“Okay, okay, you got me,” Eva put her hands up in mock surrender.

“Ha! I win! I win!” I did a happy dance, trying to annoy Eva.

“No need to rub it in,” Eva stuck out her bottom lip, and crossed her eyes; making her look more like a five-year-old than a nineteen-year-old. I rolled my eyes, and started to giggle.

“Why are you laughing so much today?” Eva asked me, and I just shrugged. There was something about today that just made me happy.

“I don’t even know. I guess today is a good day,” I smiled genuinely.

“Well, it’s about to get better, here comes hottie and his friend,” Eva whispered to me.

“So, we were wondering if you guys wanted to get some coffee with us at Gerry’s?” Harry asked us, but it seemed as if it was really directed at Eva. Gerry’s was the local coffee shop

“Yeah!” Eva answered for us, a little too cheerfully.

“BUT. We have to be back by five. We have a thing to go to at seven,” I added onto her answer.

“Really? Us, too,” Hottie McHotterson replied.

“Hey, I never got your name,” I told them.

“My names Liam. His,” He pointed to his friend, “is Harry. And yours?”

“That’s Evangeline, and I’m Hope.”

“Hope. I like that name,” Liam complemented me. I blushed.

“Same with you, Liam,” I winked at him, before walking down the street; towards Gerry’s.

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