Dang. Trying to write and having school is a lot to do! See my English teacher is giving me tons of homework as well as my Georgia History teacher! Ugh😩 Yeah well today was pretty busy. Went to school, stories were told, came home, tried to do my homework, eat a bowl of ice cream, talk with my friend Casey and text Parker (another kid I don't have time to talk about) but it just wasnt working! Yeah so, long story short; homework is done, not ready for my test tomorrow, best friends made up and Parker says he's dead. I dont know whats wong with the kids at my school.......Wow. Okay. Btw, Parker in the story isn't in any way related to Parker that I was just talking about! Just saying! I just love that name.
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-Kayla, the amazing 8th grader! BAM!
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"Are you sure you're okay?" Parker asked as we stood at my front door.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I smiled as I wiped the tears from my face.
"No you're not." Parker said as he hugged me.
"But ill have to be." I replied as I backed away, "I gotta go. Thanks for coming." I squeezed his hand as I turned and walked inside and slowly shut the door behind me.
I locked the door as I took a deep breath and squeezed my eyes shut as I held my arms close to my body.
"Parker? Why were you with Parker?" Nicholas asked as I jumped, opening my eyes.
"He, uh.......it's a long story." I replied.
"You realize Parker's like, my best friend and a whole two years older than you?" Nicholas lectured.
"Yes Nicholas. I know. We just got some pizza. That's all." I replied.
"I thought you were with that Harry guy." Nicholas said.
"Nicholas. You were standing there when I was told I couldn't date him." I said plainly.
"Well. I don't remember." Nicholas said.
"Okay. Well, were over and Parker's just my friend." I replied as I walked past Nicholas and upstairs to my room.
"Marlie's in love with Parkerrrrr!!!" Nicholas teased as I groaned, not turning around.
I was NOT in love with Parker! He's just a friend and that's all he'll ever be. Just a really good friend.
I tossed my phone onto my bed as I pulled my tank top off and threw on another, plopping down Onto my bed as I switched the tv on.
The bright lights flashed through my room as I looked through Instagram. I caught myself smiling when I saw a picture of the guys today after the interview. I shook it off as I kept scrolling, when I got a text:
Hey Marlie, this is Niall.
I smiled:
Hey. How'd you get my number?
It didnt take long for Niall to respond.
I took Harry's phone and found you through his many contacts;)
I rolled my eyes.
Oh okay:) what ya need?
I set my phone down and when the screen lit back up with Nialls text I picked it up.
Nothing. Just needed a friend.
I smiled at Nialls text.
Okay, well, I can be your friend:)
Niall and I texted for what seemed like forever and when I looked at my phone it was 2am.
Niall, I gotta go. It's 2 am here.
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The Singer (A Harry Styles FanFic)
Fanfic15 year old Marlie doesn't have it easy and the only person to make her happy is her 16 year old boyfriend Harry Styles. That is until things change and some things get herder. How will Marlie handle her situations?