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"I haven't told Eleanor. I don't want to lose her Haz. You know I love her, but Stacie... She's different. I don't know," Louis exhaled loudly. "Different? How? You kissed her and then left. Louis, don't just play her like that!" I tried to keep my voice low. I began running my hands through my curls with frustration. "I'm not playing her Haz! I think I may fancy her okay, but it's not the same. I don't know what I'm feeling," He confessed. He fancies her? Why do I even care? "What do you mean you think? It's either you don't or you do! Make up your mind," I emphasized 'think'. "Give me some time. I don't know what I'm feeling," Louis repeated. I let out a groan of anger, frustration and confusion. I started pulling at my hair again. "Do you fancy her?" His question caught me off guard. I unlocked my tangled fingers from my head and spun around to look at him. Stacie Hayes: 18 years old, college student, brown hair, amber eyes, and average. She meets a member of One Direction unexpectedly. She doesn't know them, and she doesn't know him. But all she knows is she's falling for him. What does it take to fall in love?
Chapter 1.
