My Life Is Turning Into A Fanfic !

As much as I want to go to Narnia, it doesn't exist.

As much as I want to go to Narnia, it doesn't exist.

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Liliana's P.O.V.

"So, I was wondering..." Niall began to say to me, but was interrupted by Liam popping his head through our door.

"Sorry!" Liam said. "I just wanted to tell you that the lovebirds are back."

"Yay! Jaz-Jaz!" I sang, as I jumped up and shoved past Liam.

As I left the room, I heard Niall ask, "Don't suppose they brought any food back with them?"

"Jaz! Jaz! Jaz!" I cried.

"Lilli! Lilli! Lilli!" she mocked.

"Shut up." I said. "Come with me!"

"Give me a minute, I only just got home." She complained.

"You sound like your mother." I told her. "Now, you're coming with me, even if I have to drag you."

"So be it." She retorted.

"Right, let's go then!" I chirped, grabbing her wrist. She plonked down on the floor, resisting. I dropped her wrist and grabbed a hold of her feet instead, and began to drag.

"Harry!" she whined. "Help me?!"

"I dunno, babe." He replied. "I'm a little scared of Lilli."

"Some boyfriend you are." She scoffed. I dropped her legs and she grunted as they hit the floor.

"Boyfriend?!" I shrieked. The guys all whooped.

"Okay, you may remove me before the guys rugby pile on me." she told me.

"You got it!" I chirped, continuing to drag her to my bedroom. I dropped her legs and slammed the door. She stood up, straightened her dress, and dragged me into the wardrobe. She flicked the lights on and began patting the back wall.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Two seconds." She said, with frustration laced in her voice, as she moved to the floor. There was a click and a slam, and she screamed with joy. "Well, come on!" she said, motioning for me to join her on the floor.

"Look, Jaz, as much as I want to go to Narnia, it doesn't exist." I groaned.

"It does too." She argued. "But we aren't going to Narnia. We're going to my room." She scooched over, to reveal a trap door, that had previously been hidden by a square of carpet.

"No way!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah! I was sleepwalking last night." She admitted. "And I walked into the wardrobe and tripped over some loose carpet. I fell, but I found the trapdoor!"

"That is crazy cool." I said.

"Do you want to know the best part?" she asked me.

"Enlighten me." I laughed.

"It connects to every room in the apartment and only we know about it." She told me smirking. "You're going to love the tunnels."

"Tunnels?!" I squealed. "Let's go!"

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It took us all of three minutes to crawl from my room, to Jasmine's. "That was the coolest thing ever!" I told her.

"I know!" she giggled.

"Now, when did Harry ask you to be his girlfriend?!" I questioned.

"Okay, so we had dinner and then we went outside, and he wanted to play 20 questions." She told me. "Then a spontaneous firework display started, so we sat and watched that..."

"And?" I urged, as she paused, smiling to herself.

"So, we were in the car, driving home and he said, 'So I have one more question. Will you be my girlfriend?', and I said yes!" she exclaimed.

"Eeek!" I squealed.

"I know!" she screeched.

"Okay, so I have a little request." I told her.

"What?" she asked.

"So, my date with Niall is tomorrow, and I need your help... I don't know what to wear!" I whined, with a sheepish smile.

"Are we in a bad chick flick?" she laughed. "Oh no! My life is turning into a fanfic!"

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