I was thinking that when this story is over I could write another one that is quite a bit shorter, but is actually well written. It could still be a fan fiction, but it would have some moral or message. I'm 13 so I don't really know much about love, but I really like writing about it... Thoughts?

Would any of you read it?

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CHAPTER 85

ANGIE'S POINT OF VIEW

I woke up the next morning to the sound of my phone ringing. Without checking to see who was calling, I answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hey Angie, how are you?" Harry's deep voice entered my ears, and I was very thankful that he had called.

"I'm alright, how about yourself?" I stood up from my bed and walked over to the couch in the front of the bus. None of the other boys were out of there bunks, so I tried to keep my voice down, as they were probably asleep.

"Honestly, I'm a wreck. It's so boring out here."

"You should try and make a friend..." I suggested.

"Nobody wants to be friends with a troubled pop star." He groaned.

"Not true, there are always gold diggers!" I joked.

"Very funny." He said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry Harry, I really am." I said softly.

"It's okay love." His soothing voice reassured me.

"Angie who's on the phone?" Louis asked as he plopped himself down on the couch. His hair was all messy, and pointed in every direction. He pulled that off though.

"Harry." I said quietly so Harry couldn't me.

"Oh." Louis stood up and walked out of the room.

"Harry I'll talk to you later." I said.

"Alright, bye Angie. I love you."

"Love you too." I ended the call and then stumbled my way into the tiny kitchen on the bus.

"Phone call ended so soon?" Louis asked as he pured some fruit loops into his bowl of milk.

"Yeah, I was hungry." I walked over to the mini fridge and pulled out an apple.

"Why was there an apple in the fridge?" Louis laughed.

"Zayn put away the groceries." I joked.

"That'll do it." I sat downon the bar stool next to him and we ate in silence. The only noise that could be heard was my loud chewing, and his obnoxious slurping.

"So we're having a friendship day, yeah?" I asked as I tossed the apple core into the trash can.

"Yeah!" He chirped.

"Let's go get ready then." I suggested.

"Dress in layers." Louis called after me.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I have a day of fun planned for you, and it may involve things outside. Given that it's now December 18, I think you may want a coat."

"Good point." I walked over to my suitcase and pulled out a pair of black leggings and a purple sweater that fell right off of my shoulder. I then walked over to the tiny bathroom and put the clothes on. I decided to leave my blond hair down naturally because it had some nice waves to it. I put on a little mascara to make my blue eyes pop, and a dab of foundation even though my skin was clear.

"Ready?" Louis asked. I noticed that he also had changed into black sweatpants and a purple Jack Wills sweatshirt.

"Whoa, we're like matching." I pointed out ignoring his question.

"Shall we wear TOMs?" Louis laughed.

"We most certainly should." I said with my nose pointing towards the ceiling;like a stuck up lady would have hers.

"Let's get out of here before the others wake up and want to tag along." Louis spoke as he threw my pair of navy blue TOMs at me. He slipped his own on and we were out the door.

I wonder what this boy had planned.

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HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW

I was in one of the hottest parts of Australia; Darwin. Even thought it was winter, the temperature outside of my hotel was 85 degrees.

I put on some tan chinos, and a white scoop neck tee. I didn't care how hot it was, I wasn't going to wear shorts. I flipped my hair a few times and then walked out. Since nobody knew that I was here, I could walk around and hardly be stopped. Sure, there were a few times I would have to take a picture and sign some things, but I didn't mind. I loved meeting our fans.

Thankfully my hotel was right across the street from a Starbucks so I could easily walk there to get a night time smoothie.

The time difference between Angie and I was really annoying; 13 hours. Where she was it was 8 am, but here it was 9 pm. Thank god this Starbucks was open all night.

I walked through the door and noticed that I was the only one in there besides the teenage girl behind the cash register. She sent me a bright smile which I noted to be one of the most amazing ones I had ever seen before in my life.

"Her, my name is Angie, how can I help you?" She asked.

"Wait, what?" I spoke in complete shock that she shared the same name as the girl I love.

She sent me a confused glance, but didn't say anything.

"I'll have a mango smoothie please." I didn't bother saying my name like you normally would at Starbucks for two reasons. One, she probably already knew my name. And two, I was the only customer in here.

"Name?" She asked.

"Harry. Harry Styles." I smiled.

"Oh, your that boy in the band." She said as she began blending my smoothie.

"Yeah, you a fan?" I asked hopefully.

"Not really." She laughed.

"Why not?" I retorted.

"Your music isn't really my thing. Plus all of you guys seem to love yourselves a lot." She laughed as she put the lid on my smoothie.

"What do you mean?" I asked as she began to hit buttons on the register.

"$4.99 please." She stated; ignoring my question.

I handed her over a crinkled 5 dollar bill, and she slid me my drink.

"If you fell from your ego and landed on your IQ, you would have some serious injuries." She snapped.

"Keep the change." This time it was me ignoring her statement.

"You'll need the luck." She placed a penny; heads up, on the counter between us.

I picked the penny up and admired it. It seemed to sparkle much more than any other coin I had ever seen before. "Can I see you again?" I asked quietly.

"I don't see why we would need to meet again." She laughed. She flipped her brown bouncy curls behind her head and blinked her eye lids over her blue eyes for awhile.

"What's your number?" I asked.

"You should go." She said seriously.

"I need a friend." I pleaded.

"Well I'm not going to be it. Now go." She pointed towards the door with a serious face, so I slowly backed out.

If I had anything to do with it, that girl would become my friend.

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What do you guys think of the new Angie? hehe. Comment below your thoughts! :)

Much love,

Me:) (I should tell you guys my name one of these days...)