*Ella's POV*
"Bring- Bring-Bring"
I heard the sound of a phone ring. I reached in my purse and pulled it out and anwsered the phone as quick as I could.
"Oh My God, how is it? Is it nice over there? Any cute boys? Is your aunt nice?" I heard my frantic friend Chelsea talk through the other side of the phone.
"Haha Hi Chelsea." I said as I flopped down on my new bed in my Aunt Linda's apartment.
"I miss you so, so, so, so much!!!" Chelsea practically screamed in my ear.
Chelsea was my best friend since we were 12 years of age. I met her when she moved next door to My mother, my father and I. Her mom was a single mother because her father had passed away in the war. 2 years after my father had got shot in a bank robbery Chelsea has always been there for me, because she had the same problem with her father.
"Oh my God, did you bump into One Direction yet?!" Chelsea yelled excitedly.
Oh my God, I forgot the Chelsea was the biggest Directioner ever. I wasn't really a Directioner, but I mean I knew who they were and I knew Chelsea was obsessed with them. I had to tell her who lived next door to me. I had to tell her Harry Styles was my new next door neighbour.
"No, but I mean I have to tell you who my new nei-" I was cut off by the sound of my Aunt calling through the door of the apartment. "Ella, I'm home! Can you help me with the grocherys?" She called throughout the house.
"Umm you know what I'll call you back okay Chelsea, bye." I said as I hung up the phone immediatley. "Coming!" I called to Linda. I walked out of the door and walked down the narrow hallway that lead me to the kitchen. I saw my Aunt Linda struggling to get all the shopping bags through the door. "Need help with that?" I laughed as I grabbed a few bags out of her hand and set them on the kitchen counter.
"Thanks!" She anwsered out of breath.
"So when were you going to tell me that Harry freacking Styles is our next door neighbour?" I asked.
"Oh sorry, I guess I didn't mention that. Haha." She laughed a bit as she searched through the grochery bags and pulled out some chicken.
"Yeah, well I bumped into him outside when I was carrying the boxes in." I said.
"Yeah, he's a nice guy. You a fan of his work?" Linda asked.
"Well I'm not a huge fan but my best friend Chelsea is." I anwsered. "She's a Directioner. She loves the whole band but she's got a huge crush on Zayn." I said.
"Oh, he's been over here a few times before too." She anwsered casually. How the hell is my aunt not freacking out and smiling? How come everytime she would call me back in New York she had never even mentioned anything about her neighbours or anything.
"How are you not freaking out?" I asked as a giggle flew out of my mouth.
"Well I guess I'm used to it." She said casually once again.
"Well I'm not...." I silently mumbled.
"Umm do you have any idea how to cook chicken?" My Aunt Linda asked.
"No...." I anwsered.
"Oh screw it, I'm ordering pizza." She said grabbing the phone.
*Harry's POV*
I looked in the mirror one last time before I walked out the door. Why did I have to do this? Why did I have to go out with a girl I've never even met before? I've got girls crawling up my ass, and not one girl I've met I've actually really liked.
