Fuck.
My stomach really hurts.
I think I had way too much pizza last night. Surprised i didn't hurl, if i'm gonna be honest with you. But i'm in too much pain to get my phone. It's currently charging on my nightstand, anyways. I don't know if Louis or Harry has texted me, because I checked last night before sleeping and got nothing.
I doubt they've made any steps to further their confessions, so i think it's safe to take today off. I can text them and tell them i'm sick and can't talk today. Which feels weird. I tell my friends i can't talk, then i proceed to ramble stupid shit into my journal. Which thankfully, nobody but me reads. So nobody knows what's in this spiral notebook.
Which is probably the best part about this journal. You know my deepest, darkest thoughts. You know some really weird shit, and you witness me musing about food or how much my stomach hurts or something.
I love you journal.
I might just sleep off this stomachache, it always helps.
- Your best friend, Nialler
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Cupid's Journal
FanfictionHarry and Louis have mutual crushes on the other, but don't know it. Enter Niall, who knows about both, and is going to get them together no matter what. Told via journal entries.
