Your Good Luck Charm (One Direction) Part One

Chapter Thirty

Hey People, If I was to do a second book, Maybe about Natalie and Liam or something, who would read it? Anyway, I know have over 100 fans… THANK YOU SO MUCH! <3 <3 <3

Also, about Natalie and Liam.. What do you think of LiLie/Nalam or Natiam? (I didn't come up with these, some fans did.. Thank them for the great ideas!)

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X Gwen

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Lucy’s POV

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Liam looks at me strangely, “Why would I break up with Natalie?” he asks.

“I don’t know… I was just worried that you might have.”

“I would never break up with Natalie.” He says, sighing.

“So… What was the fight about?” asks Louis.

“I don’t really want to talk about it.” Says Liam, sitting down. “What are you guys doing?”

“Planning Cleo’s surprise party.” I say.

“Ah.” He says.

“And You’re doing Food.” Says Niall.

“Ok. What do I need to get?” Liam asks.

“Um.. Just basically chips, lollies and biscuits.” I say.

“Ok. When’s the party?” Liam asks.

“It’s a week from now.” Louis says, looking down at his list.

“What time is it?” I ask.

“Um.. from 6PM to about 9PM.” Niall says.

“So we’ll have to start getting ready at five, and Natalie and I will get here at four-“

“Wait! Natalie’s coming?” Liam asks.

“Yeah.”

“Ah.” He says, looking down.

“Is that going to be a problem?” I say defensively.

“No.”

“Good.”

I turn to Niall. “So is it going to be a formal party, or a casual party?”

“I don’t know. What do you think?” He asks.

“Casual.” I say. “But Nice Casual.”

Louis grins. “Well, It looks like we’ve got everything sorted!”

I get up. “Night Guys.” I say. “I’m going to go to bed.”

“Goodnight.”

“Nighty Night!”

“Bye.”

I smile and walk upstairs, When I get to my room I grab my mobile and dial Natalie’s number.

She picks up on the third ring.

“Hello?” She says, breathless.

“Hey, It’s Lucy.”

I think she was expecting Liam..

“Oh, Hey Lucy.”

Or Hoping it was Liam…

“What did you and Liam fight about?”

“What? How do you know about that?” she asks.

“Well, first of all, he said he was going to be gone an hour and then he comes home five minutes later. Secondly, he looks angry and upset. Thirdly, whenever your name comes up he looks at the floor, and you can see the guilt in his face.”

She sighs. “It wasn’t all his fault.”

I can tell she’s worried about him.

“I know, But he thinks it is.”

“Well.. I’ll just explain it from the beginning. Ok?”

“Yes. And don’t leave anything out.”

She takes a deep breath and begins to talk.

“It all started when we were driving home to my house.”

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Another Cliff-hanger, Bet you’re all dying to know what they fought about… Comment your ideas and I’ll inbox you if you were right. And remember to vote/comment/fan. I’m thinking about entering this story in the Watty Awards.. what do you guys think?

X Gwen