chapter five

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I could my face get warmer and warmer, I remembered all those memories niall and I had together. You know how they say that when you die, you have a three minute flashback of every wonderful moment you have had, and if I die, like right now, Niall would have been in it, every second. I felt a smile grow on my face. I quickly covered my face with my hands, I kinda do that every time i feel nervous, or sad, or any emotion I don't feel good with, or when I'm about to cry. I heard footsteps coming down to the living room, already knowing who it was. I quickly ran quietly to the living room and jumped on the couch and got a blanket and covered myself with it. You know how some sneaky people close their eyes but are still able to see? Yeah, thats me. I could see Niall walking toward me, with some jogging pants, and grey t-shirt, and socks.His hair was messy, as always. I remember when we were little Niall and I used to have sleepovers, since his aunt trusted us. Well we had pillow fights, told scary stories, and once we watched a scary movie, when we watched it, I got so scared I jumped but Niall hugged me and said "its okay, its just a movie" he said with a smirk. When we went to sleep, and woke up the next day, I would always be up first, and when I saw him, his hair would always be messy. I played with it.

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