Chapter 3

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The backdrops were ruined. As well as Mr. Pock's entire studio.

"My classes painted those backdrops!The students were working all semester on those backdrops! They're a wreck, and just look at the studio!" He yelled to know one in particular.

I looked at what was left of my favorite backdrop. The telephone booth was ripped halfway and I couldn't even find the bus. I felt sad knowing I'd painted that booth and now it was just torn apart covered in dirt. "Mr. Pock, do you have one of those cliché beach backdrops?" I asked planning things in my head. He nodded, "Great we'll do Summer wear! And for the singles of them, should I just improvise with the background?"

"Fine, Rosy. But it still makes me made that we can't use those backdrops!" Mr. Pock groaned in frustration. "Simon, where are the boys staying?"

"I hoped Rosy's dorm wasn't a bad idea?" Simon looked at me I just shrugged. "Great!"

"Can we be taken to our room?" Louis yelled and I saw them all carrying large bags.

"Follow." I ordered and they obeyed cautiously. "You're staying in my dorm. My roommate, practically lives at her boyfriend's dorm so it will be okay." I explained as we walked.

Brittany and I worked things out because she knew I made Josh promise to stay with her. She thanked me and I told her my apologies and now it's all good. But Keaton has spent a lot of time in my dorm as well, for he didn't want to intrude Britt and Josh.

Keaton and I never talked about our situation. We just had the occasional kiss on the cheek thing and I did it to him a few times as well. He has asked me about my first kiss of course. Which I told him I've never had, knowing he has.

I opened the door, not surprised to see Keaton sitting on the couch. "Hey, Rosy!" He said before adding, "And guests..." When he noticed them.

"Yeah, they have to stay here." I groaned. Keaton nodded and introduced himself.

"Are you guys... A thing?" Louis bluntly asked pointing at each of us.

Keaton and I looked at each other until he smiled and said, "Yes, yes we are." While his eyes never left mine. I smiled back nervously and we looked back at the boys.

"Aw!" Zayn yelled.

"Where should we put our stuff?" Harry asked.

I pointed to the bedroom and they all walked in before Niall ran out yelling, "Where's the food?" I laughed and pointed to the fridge.

Keaton grabbed my hand and led me out to the halls. "So, we're a thing?" I asked wearing a goofy grin.

"Yes, that's why I brought you out here. You see, I was wondering... Do you want to be my girlfriend?" He smirked holding both of my hands while he asked.

"No..." He frowned, "I was joking you fool! Of course!" He smiled and pulled me into a hug. He kissed the top of my head and brought me back inside, still holding my hand.

"Did we miss something?" Zayn asked as we smiled brightly.

"No, why would you say that?"I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You guys are so happy all of the sudden, I just thought..." He trailed off.

I gave him a weird look before saying, "I'm gonna go change, I'll be right back. Don't mess anything up?" I walked to the room and noticed Keaton walking to the restroom. I changed quickly into basketball shorts and a blue t-shirt (my sleepwear).

Keaton walked out of the bathroom just as I walked out of my room and we both gasped.

"Harry!" I yelled. He smiled at my reaction but didn't have the same thought as me.

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