Seriously People, Help Me With Titles!!!

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GIVE ME A TITLE!!!

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SERIOUSLY!!!

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YOU PEOPLE AREN'T HELPFUL!!!

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AT ALL!!!

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So, follow, vote, comment (hopefully with a chapter title),  ummmm, yep...

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I LOVE YOU MY SWEETIES!!!

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-Sammy

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I was stilling at home alone watching telly when my phone went off. I looked at the screen and whoever was calling me wasn’t in my contacts.

“Hello?” I said when I answered the phone.

“Brittany?” a strong Irish accent asked.

“Niall?”

“Can you come get me? I lost my car,” Niall slurred.

“Are you drunk?”

“Yeppers.”

“Okay, where are you?” I asked as I pushed myself off of the couch and walked upstairs to get Danny and then I headed towards the door.

“I’m in a pub.”

“That’s not very specific.”

“There’s a thing behind the bar that says ‘Jared’s’.”

“Niall, that’s about twenty minutes away,” I told him as I put a barley awake Danny in his car seat and got into my car. “Did anyone go to the bar with you?”

“Nope.”

“Really? None of the boys went with you after the signing?”

“Nope,” he repeated.

“Do you have any security with you?”

“Nope.”

“Really? Why not?”

“I wanted to be alone.”

“Please insert one pound for another five mintues.”

“Uggg, I don’t have any more coins,” Niall groaned.

“Where’s your phone?”

“In my car, and I can’t find it.”

“Okay, Niall, I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.”

“What should I do until then?”

“I don’t know, go and sit in the bathroom or something. Just try and not get recognized.”

“Okay, b-,” he said and the phone hung up.

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When I walked into the pub carrying a sleeping baby, I saw why Niall chose this place. There were Irish flags and shamrocks everywhere.

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