Chapter 7

POV: Sydney

I bounced up to the door of Starbucks. So it WASN'T a dream! We really did meet one Direction. Niall really DID get mobbed.

And Samantha really DID save his life. I finished scornfully.

She had always had the worst of luck. No exaggeration. She lost every card, dice, or any game that relied on chance and luck. And the one time she DOES have good luck she takes away my future husband. Well, maybe she doesn't actually consider getting trampled by a mob and getting a near concussion "good" luck, but obviously everyone else does.

If there was ever a less deserving person of One Direction she would be the one.

{author's note real fast. Sydney is NOT a jerk in real life not is she a jerk in this book. I KNOW she will be reading this eventually and she will yell at me for making her seem like a jerk. So just to get this out of the way: the characters in this book are similar to the people in real life. I used their names and appearance. The rest of their personality and stuff I make up as I go. So just so you know I love you Sydney! ;) now. Sorry for interrupting! End authors note}

POV: Jessica

I rolled my eyes. Sydney was giving Samantha the stink eye, but somehow Ginger was completely oblivious of it. She was to busy pouting and stomping up to the Starbucks door.

I swear. She's probably the only girl in the world who would complain about seeing One Direction in a coffee shop. But then again she never really was into everything the other girls were.

My thoughts were interrupted my a grunt. I look up to see Samantha's golden eyes ablaze and lined with fire. It was scary.

I quickly darted through the door she had been holding awhile.

The air conditioning hit me like a knife. Compared to the stifling heat outside it felt good.

I looked around curious to see if lads had gotten here already.

I spotted a familiar brown haired head among some others around several tables.

I felt a rush of anger pulse into my veins briefly. I tried to calm myself by taking yoga breaths slowly. It was working.

"Um Jess are you alright?" Samantha asked concern clouded her usually bright eyes. She always cared about everyone. Even if she was hurt in the process she does the best in her ability to appeal to everyone and make everyone happy. It was sweet.

"Hello?" Panic laced her voice as she waved her hand in front of my face frantically.

"Yes? I'm fine." I said unconcerned. An eerie calm spread over my body as I took her hand and led her to the lad's table.

I felt her hand tense under mine when she saw them.

She really was insane.

POV: Samantha

I was tempted to turn around and run out the door as fast as I could, screaming the entire way. Sadly Jessica's hand firmly me in place.

I saw Zayn look up at me and his eyes brighten as we got closer. Or at least I thought it was Zayn. He had some piercings and styled brown hair.

I felt Sydney and Shaiann's presence behind us. I could feel their hearts beat faster as they got closer to the lads.

I rolled my eyes and laughed silently. All of this excitement for some silly boys.

"Hello love." A British accent gushed. I think it was Harry.

I fake smiled. "Sup." I respond and plopped into an empty seat.

I smirked when I saw confusion cloud Jessica's face and surprise also took over when I didn't rip the lads' faces off.

I may be a little bipolar. It frightens and freaks out people but there is nothing I can do about it.

I felt a warm arm snake around my shoulders. I stiffened against them immediately. Nobody touches me without my permission.

I try to wiggle my way out from under it, but it stayed firmly on my shoulders.

I groaned and looked to see the owner of the arm was Zayn? I wasn't sure, but it was the one with the piercings. I sucked at remembering names and matching faces. Niall was easy though cause he was the only blonde of them all.

"I'll bite you." I threatened oddly calm.

He let out a throaty laugh. "No you won't. I don't think you would dare bite a celebrity." He mused confidently.

"Um, not trying to alarm you or anything but she did bite her dog when he bit her. In other words I think she would dare." Sydney interrupted nervously.

I growled softly. There was no need to bring that up. Besides, he deserved it.

Nevertheless Zayn quickly removed his arm from my shoulders fear now sparking his eyes.

I smirked and looked at the lads who were trying their hardest to contain their giggles. They weren't doing very well.

Zayn shrugged and turned back to me. "Would you like something to drink?" He asked sweetly. "Seeing how we ARE at Starbucks?" He added.

I almost threw up in my mouth. Was he flirting? Blah.

"Um, No thanks I'm good." I said unsure. I felt a pang of guilt as Zayn looked a bit hurt at my decline. Oh well.

Niall turned to Sydney. "How about you? Anything to drink?" He asked sweetly.

Sydney bobbed her head up and down. "S-sure." She stuttered and her face went red when Niall turned away to get the drink.

I nudged her in the gut and wiggled my eye brows when I got her attention. She giggled and her face got redder.