Just Another Fangirl

I Still Cant Believe It

Hey everyone!! C here!! Im gonna be on a vacation for 4 days so you probabaly wont see much of me. I am in the car right now going to that vacation but its a 6 hour drive so i will be writing this chapter :) hope you guys enjoy!!

Oh!! And before i forget thank you guys sooooo much for 2k reads, it really means a lot to Emani and I.

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I sit up slowly awakening from my slumber.

I look around hope sparking in my chest.

He wasnt here.

It was a dream.

Fuck.

Well, it was nice while it lasted.

Nothing new though.

I have dreams like that all the time.

Basically i had kissed evan and then my doctor walked in with harry styles who was ny blood donor.

What a dream come true that would be if it happened.

Imagine the excited feeling at the pit of your stomach as he neared you saying that her knew who you were.

Thinking about it makes me sad cause i know it will never happen.

My thoughts are interrupted by a quiet knock on the door.

"Come in" i say weakly.

I still havnt quite recovered.

I barely remeber what im recovering from.

Wait.

I remember now.

Oh.

I havnt seen Mac since then.

Mabye shes the one at the door.

The door opens and in walks...

My doctor.

That was dissapointing.

"We have collected the blood from your donor, do you want to talk to him before we do what we have to?"

"Yes, i would like to meet him." I say matter of factly.

The doctors face changes, she looks quite confused.

"Errmmm, okay" she says walking out of the room.

I lay down.

What person would donate their blood to me.

I just dont get it.

Who even knew i was here.

My parents probably dont even know where i am right now.

The doctor walks back in.

"He will be in a minute or two. He is busy at the moment."

Eww. He.

Its probably one of my brithers crackhead friends.

If it is, no thank you.

But i mean atleast its sweet of my brother to think of me.

Even though my brother is a little crazy he still does care for me in a weird way.

He would help me when something goes wrong.

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after a couple minutes of rolling around on the hospital bed and singing to myself there is a knock on my door.

"Come in" i say nervously.

What the actual fuck.

Standing there in the door was actually harry styles.