Remember Me //[Sequel to Promise Me] Completed [✔️]

Twitter

Tegan's P.O.V
May 2015

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Tegan Malik
@TeganMalik
I miss how close we were.

I watched as the tweet's popularity immediately grew. People retweeted, faved, and commented. People even asked me what was wrong.

People actually still care about me? Ha, who would've known?

Right now I was home all alone. Perrie was with Little Mix, and Zayn was with this Naughty Boy person. I've never even heard of Naughty Boy.

I searched Naughty Boy on Twitter. I clicked on the official account. He had 264 K followers. Wow, maybe I'm just a loser.

Yeah, a loser with 3.6 million followers, beat that Naughty Boy!

It was only around eight 'o' clock in the morning.

I turned over onto my back in my bed. I looked up at the ceiling and sighed. I sat up, stretching my arms up. From the bottom of my bed Freckles stirred in his sleep.

"Good morning, Freckles." I said, softly, as he peaked his little eyes open, and scampered into my lap. "It's just me and you today." I pet his head. He cuddled into my stomach, and I smiled.

I sure love this dog!

"What some breakfast Freckles?" I asked, making my voice higher. I picked him up, and put him in front of my face. "What some breakfast?" He barked, then licked my nose. "Yeah? Let's go get some breakfast!"

I put him on the ground. He jumped at my feet, and barked.

"Let's go! Let's go get some breakfast, Freckles!" I ran to my door, and he followed behind me, barking.

We ran to the kitchen together. I went to his feeding station, that was in the corner of the kitchen. It was a tall black stand. I pulled the handle and it opened at an angle. Inside was a trash can that was full of dog food, with a scoop. I filled the scoop with dog food, and poured it in his bowl on the ground. Freckles started eating. I've never seen a dog eat as much as this one. I took his water bowl to the sink, and filled it.

"There you go," I put the water bowl down beside his food bowl. He took gulps of water, but quickly returned to eating. I went to the cupboard. "Now what do I want?" I opened the cupboard and scanned it, taping my chin.

We had plenty of cereals, granola bars, pop tarts, and pancake mixes. Those were all usual breakfast items. I'm home alone, I can eat whatever I want!

I smirked, and walked to the freezer, pulling out the tub of chocolate ice cream. I set it on the counter, then found a tall sundae glass. I walked back to the cupboard. Hm, what could I add to this? Nutella sounds good! Even some hazelnuts. Oo, brownies!

I ran back to the counter, my arms full with what I raided from the cupboard. I scooped up chocolate ice cream, mixing in hazelnuts, Nutella, and crushing up a brownie into bits. I smiled at my masterpiece, and shoved my spoon into the creamy dessert. I shoved the over filled spoon inmy mouth. I groaned out loud. Ice cream is good.

I jumped up on the counter, and swung my legs, just eating the ice cream.

I wonder what Liam would do if he caught me eating ice cream at almost nine in the morning? He used to leave me notes that said, "T, put away your laundry, or I'll punch you in the face. Love, Liam" I chuckled, remembering.