Chapter 1: Wrong number oops

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~*(Cora)*~

My cell rang, meaning I got a text. I opened it noticing it was from an unknown number.

Unknown number ~Where are you? do you have my food?

Me:I'm in my room, eating it. I replied deciding to have a little fun

Unknown number~you're not in your room. are you really eating my food?

me~I'm riding a unicorn and yes I'm eating your food

Unknown Number~Oh the torture! When I find you you're in big trouble! you're going to wish you never touched my food!

Me~OOOOH what are you going to do wax my legs?

Unknown Number~yes, yes I will

Me~You're going to have to find me first :P

Unknown Number~You buy me some cake and you will be mostly forgiven

Me~Okay what kind?

Unknown Number~Are you okay?! You know what my favorite kind of cake is!

Me~Red velvet with buttercream frosting?

Unknown Number~Are you sure you're okay?

Me~Yea I'm fine anyways I finished your food

Unknown Number~Oh god the agony!!!! WHY DO YOU TORTURE ME?!?!?!?

Me~To tell you the truth, I don't know who you are. You texted the wrong number.

Unknown Number~Oh sorry. And you tricked me!

Me~sorry it was so tempting but anyways tell whoever owes you food they owe you cake from me

Unknown Number~red velvet with buttercream frosting you shouldn't have:D Who is me exactly?

Me~I could ask you the same thing plus what if you're some creepy old guy?

Unknown Number~My name's James and I'm 19 so I'm pretty sure that puts me out of the old man category. you're turn.

Me~Cora. An 18 year old American girl who's going to graduate from high school in 6 months and then if I have enough money I'm going to move to the U.K.

James~ Well Cora I live in the U.K.

Me~Really! can you take some pictures for me?

James~Yea really:) and only if you take some pictures for me.

Me~Okay but I have to go. I have school tomorrow, good night James

James~Sweet dreams Cora.

Wow! Now I know some one who lives in the U.K. I thought to myself feeling happy at the thought, but why was I such an idiot for telling him I live in America? I can think about it tomorrow, It's past midnight now.

~*(Niall)*~

"Hey Niall, Who're you texting? Why are you up so late?" Liam asked as he walked into the living room.

"Harry. He won't give me my food." I replied a little angry looking at the time on my phone and noticed it was midnight.

"Well I'm going back to sleep so I don't get hurt. I really wouldn't want to be Harry right now." He said cautiously as he backed towards his room and closed the door.

It felt like my eyes were about to fall out of my head when I read that it wasn't Harry. I wonder who it is. Maybe it's a fan. I hope they don't give my number to another person, that would be horrible!

I'm texting a girl, I still don't know if she's a fan or not so I won't tell her just yet who I am.

"Hey Niall, here's your food." Harry said handing me a bag of Nandos take out, my favorite.

"Thanks Harry and you owe me a red velvet buttercream frosted cake." I rushed out grabbing my food from his hands.

"WHAT!? WHY?" He shrieked.

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