Enchanted
Chapter One
He looked at me and smiled. The biggest, friendliest smile
I’ve ever seen. His blue eyes sparkled as he opened his
mouth.
“Hi,” he said, a happy go lucky chime in his
voice.
“H-hi,” I responded, slightly star struck and
probably blushing.
That was the start of it, you could say. I stood in front of the
table as he signed my copy of his new album.
“What’s your name?” he asked, an Irish twinge
in his voice as he focused on writing something in black
Sharpie.
“Izzy,” I said, forcing myself to think of him as a
normal person.
“Hey,” he chuckled, looking up at me.
“Don’t be so shy. I’m just like you. Normal,
average, and Irish.”
“How can you tell I’ve got a bit of Irish in
me?” I chuckled.
“Dark hair and light eyes,” he chuckled.
“Besides, your friend there told me you were
Irish.”
I smiled and he handed me the signed album.
“What’s your Twitter?” he asked.
“Weasel,” I chuckled at my own use of my nickname.
“Capital W lowercase e-a-s-e-l.”
“I figured,” he chuckled and I was then moved along
by security.
LIAM’S POV
I sat next to my Irish mate at the signing. He was rather bored
until this one girl showed up. His eyes lit up right away, I saw
it. His smile grew, and he leaned forward to talk to her. Once
she got moved along, I tapped his arm.
“What was that man?” I teased him.
He blushed. “She’s cute, eh?” he said,
smirking, and I smiled.
“Yeah,” I chuckled. “But you know you’ll
never see her again.”
“I put my number on her album and asked her for her
Twitter,” he responded. “Besides, it’s not like
I fell in love at first sight. She’s cute, that’s it.
I’ll follow her on Twitter, keep an eye on her, and maybe
chat with her a bit. Like a friend.”
“Good plan, mate,” I said, signing another album.
“Doesn’t she seem kinda young, though?”
“Dunno,” he responded. “She looks seventeen
maybe.”
“I’d say sixteen,” I said. “You’re
nineteen.”
“I got a friend whose parents are eight years apart,”
he responded. “Who cares? Besides, I’m only just
interested in her.”
IZZY’S POV
My name is Isabella Mathers. If you actually call me that, I will
rip off your skin, turn it inside out, and glue in back onto you.
Seriously, call me Izzy or Weasel. That. Is. It. I’ve got
dark brown hair and sea green eyes. My un-biological sister,
Jess, says they’re gorgeous. I don’t really like
them. People call me bubbly, friendly, funny, loud, crazy, and I
can agree. I’ve got my quiet, shy side, though. My style
consists of sweatpants, skinny jeans, snapbacks, t-shirts, and
loads of cool shoes. I’m not into heels and flats, though,
I like Osiris, Converse, Vans, and stuff like that. DC’s
are cool too. So, I guess I could be considered a bit of a
tomboy. I’m used to chillin’ with the guys and
getting a bit dirty. To be honest, Jess is one of my only girl
friends. I don’t mind, though. I have one older brother,
Dominic, and one younger brother, Connor. Connor is absolutely
adorable and Dominic is an annoying, overly protective, pain in
my behind.
So, if you hadn’t noticed, I like One Direction.
Don’t like it? Whoops, now get out of my story. Seriously,
go away, I don’t want you here. I guess I’ve taken a
bit of a liking to Niall, if you haven’t noticed. Jess says
we’re a lot like each other, and I believe her. According
to things he’s said in interviews, we like a lot of the
same things and act similarly. It’s kind of cool knowing
he’s a bit interested in me. Oh yeah, you haven’t
gotten to that part of the story yet. Well, here it is.
Here’s me and I’m going to teach you what it's
like to be
Enchanted