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"oh man," I held my nose in the back of the limo.

"how are you?" asked a blurred niall next to seven Harrys.

"I pain!" I sounded like squidward.

the boys had managed to get me out alive and luckily my nose wasn't broken, nothing was, i was just bruised and battered.

"are you sure you're alright, do you need to go to the hospital?" asked niall.

"No, i'm fine, i just needto call my mum-"

"i already have."

I turned to Louis, his arms was around my shouler. I leaned in a kissed his cheek. he giggled.

"i am forgiven for earlier," he smiled

"no."

he kissed me.

"how about now?"

"nope!"

He kissed me again.

"now?"

"hmmm," i thought.

"nahh!"

Louis leaned in again.

"OKAY STOP!" said Zayn.

I blushed, "so where are we going anyway if it's not the hospital."

"concert tonight, last one In New Zealand!" answered Niall sadley.

i nodded and rested my head on Louis's shoulder.

"you're going to visit me rememeber, the days will fly by!" Louis smiled kissing my forehead.

I smiled.

To think a few days ago I was an unknown nothing who's only reason to leave the house was for coffee and now I was dating a superstar band boy who was to die for and it seemed like it was all going to disappear.

Last show. the last show.

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