A/N : HELLO
The only reason that I split chapters 4 and 5 is because when I was writing, I had so many ideas, it got really long, so I split it.
Luv always
Caitlin xx
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Sean's POV
"Oh my god, dude! Your setup is amazing!" I said rushing over to her three monitors. It looked like the wither from Minecraft honestly, because the wither has three heads... Never mind.
I wiggled the mouse to turn it on, and saw that there was a collage of me and Niall Horan's faces spread all across the three screens.
"This is adorable." I said referencing towards the screen.
"Oh. You. Um..." she stuttered. I could tell she was so nervous to meet me.
"Don't worry. I like it." I said. She blushed and smiled.
"So, you like One Direction?!"
"Yeh. How could you tell?"
"You know, by all of the posters, bed sheets, screen and pictures. I got a little bit of a clue." we both laughed as she pulled up a chair beside me.
"So, what you wanna do?" she asks me.
"Dunno. What do you wanna do?" I ask back.
"Umm..." she thought for a few minutes but then thought of something.
"Have you played the Impossible Game'?" she asked me.
"No I haven't." she walked over to her Xbox switching it on. Once it loaded she went I to her games in like two seconds flat and got up the Impossible Game.
"So, basically, you just gotta, not die! It's like Geometry Dash actually. But more boring. The music's cool tho."
"OK. Do you wanna go first?"
"Nah. I'm crap at this. You go first. I wanna see how well you do."
"OK." She handed me the controller and I pressed start. I yelled all of curse words fron under the sun!
"OK. I can't play this anymore. I will mentally go insane." I said with a chuckle.
"Patrica! Foods done!" Patrica's grandfather called up for us.
"Lets go." she grabbed her phone off of the floor and we walked downstairs to the dining room.
"Hello." Patrica said bubbly.
"Well someone's happy." her nan said placing a plait infront of me.
"Indeed. You should've seen Sean's face when he was playing the Impossible Game. It was creasing." you could tell she's Welsh. But it's cute.
Claire did a prayer and got the rest of us to join in. Even though I'm not religious, I still did it. I didn't want to be rude.
Once we prayed, we ate the food. Well what else were we gonna do? Claire had made lasagne and a salad.
"This is great nan." Patrica said.
"Thank you very much. I do try to make nice food you know." Claire said. We all giggled and continued eating.
"I'll do the dishes!" Patrica said.
"I'll help." I said picking up the dishes.
"You don't have to." she argued back.
"But I want to." I said walking out to the kitchen. Patrica sighed and walked in with the rest of the dishes.
Patrica filled up the sink with hot water and washing up liquid.
"Soo..." she said to break the silence.
"So..." I said back. "This is really awkward. Um. I don't know what to say. It's not your awkward, it's mine. Your gawjes, wait what?"
"Was the Frozen reference needed?"
In my head it was. But not out load." We both broke out into fits of laughter.
Good. This a good friendship. I can feel that we will become friends so soon.
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