Chapter 7

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It took soo long to write that but I really like that chapter :)

hope you enjoy it, too!

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"Ed, this is Michelle. I met her today at the concert when she cried an ocean because of you"

"Michelle.." He smiled and looked at me for a moment.

"Yeah. I don't know what to say. I'm really speechless. I really really love your songs, I just.."

"Haha. That's okay. Thank you." He stood up and hugged me and I really coulnd't say anything

"I made her an offer, that we could hang up, Ed what do you think?" Harry said to break the embrrassing silence

"Yeah of course I have no plans."

"Where do we want to go?" both looked into my direction, and obviously waited for an answer.

"I really don't know. I know nothing around here. I just live her since 3 days."

"You're kidding, right?" Harry said

"No I'm not. I moved from Germany to London before 3 days."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Harry asked

"We didn't talk about anything exept the concert and Ed."

"Yeah. Right, I forgot" He said blushing. Maybe a kind of embarrassing? "Ok. I know a bar where we could go. It's not far away from here."

"OK. Let's go" Ed said.

So we drove to the bar Harry had chosen. I heard behind us some girls scream and whisper. I turned around to face them but they just gave bad looks. I went closer to Harry to grab his arm to ask him why the girls are starring at me. He just said "Nothing important. Don't be worried about that." I was just confused. We went into the bar and sat somewhere where not much people were. I said with Harry on a coutch while Ed sat in a armchair.

We talked about everything. They just interrogate me about everything. I told about my life in Germany, my friends, my sister. Everything. But when I asked Harry about him, Ed and he looked at each other. Are they conceal something from me? Or why are they acting so weird? We ordered some drinks and after a few I was a little drunk. When I'm drunk I always talk much.

I hadn't a bad feeling when I hung up with Harry. It seemd like he is a good guy and is intersted me. I don't mean he loves me. No just amicable. Always when we talked he smiled at me and that gave me the feeling of safety. I don't know it's not that flirty smile he used when we walked into Ed's room.

After two hours my head almost lay on Harrys shoulder because of tiredness. "I think it's time for me to sleep. It was really nice with you and I would be happy if we repeat that" I went over to Ed and gave him a hug.

"Would be nice if we could see each other again"

Then I went back to Harry to say goodbye. He hugged me and I layed my arms around his neck and felt his muscles. I was impressed by him. He's not only friendly, he's also hot ans I think he has a great body Then I turned around but something stopped me. Harry took my arm and turned me around to face him. "You really want to drive with the train?"

"Thought so"

"I'll drive you to your home."

"Oh you don't have to I think I'll manage to arrive at home."

"No contradiction. You're a little bit drunk and we don't want that you end up sleeping in a bush."

"Ok accepted." I said happy.

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