You Could Be The One - Niall Horan (Editing)

Chapter 2 *(Edited)*

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It is Tuesday, exactly a week til the concert, and me and the girls decide to go shopping online to get some of our gear for the concert.

Amazon has alot of things we could buy for a cheap price. They have stuff like jackets, shirts, and even bracelets. We were scrolling down the page when something caught my eye.

"Emma. Stop there. Click that." I said, pointing to a picture of paper and markers.

It was some iron-on printer paper, with some markers that we can draw on shirts with. It was a pretty good price and everything.

"That's a good idea Hollis! It would save us alot of money, it would be fun and origional! Good eye mate." Arry said excitely.

Emma quickly added it to our cart. With the concert only a week away, we would have to pay a little more money to get it here faster. The price ended up being $15.56. I payed with my credit card that I got for my 16th birthday. It's for emergencies only, but this is an emergency!

We bought some bracelets while we were on. The website said it would be at Arry's house in three days.

Three days..

That's too long! They shirts are going to take atleast two days for them to dry, but I guess it will have to do.

"Okay chickas, let's do some real shopping now. Be ready in an hour. And.. GO!"

Emma runs to the bathroom first to shower, while Arry and I try to figure out what we should wear. It's not like we were going somewhere fancy, so I picked out a pale blue tank top, black athletic shorts, and my gray and blue converse. I tied my hair into a messy bun, and went with my usual make-up.

Arry is wearing pink yoga pants, and a white tee shirt.

Emma finally finished showering and She had on some purple skinny jeans, a white tank top with her black leather jacket. We left for the mall, driving in Arry's car.

When we got there, we split up and planned to meet at the car in three hours. I walked into Areopostale and went straight to the boys section. If you knew me, then you would know that I hate shopping for girl clothes. Their clothes are always too girly or pink, so most of my clothes are for boys.

I see a black pull-over hoodie hanging on the highest rack. Being only 4'11, I couldn't reach it no matter how hard I tried.

"Here let me get that for you." A very familiar british accent said, I noticed he was wearing a snapback and sunglasses. He got the jacket off the rack without even trying! I cursed myself for being short. He handed me the smallest size they had.

"Hmmm.. Shouldn't you be in the girls section, love?" I look to see that it's none other than Liam. I couldn't have reconized him with the snapback.

"I hate thier girl clothes, too girly for me. What are you doing all by your lonesome?" I asked him.

"Well, the lads went to get some food. It's some place called Chickaflai or something like that."

"Chick-fil-a ya mean?"

"Yeah that's it!" He exclaims. "would you like to join us?"

I pretend to think about it for a few minutes, and nod my head. He puts his hat back on and grabs my hand. I turned my head to the side and hid the blush that was creeping on my cheeks.

We walk over to Chick-fil-a, and I see Niall's blonde hair sticking out of his black beanie. Liam lets go of my hand and pulls up an extra chair for me.