I hear the same manly, British voice say, "Go away. I'm not interested in buying your Girl Scout cookies."
I let out a nervous laugh. "Erm...I'm not selling cookies. I-"
"Then what do you want?" the same voice says.
Darn! That voice sounds so famili...
✷Quote: "A dream is only a dream...until you decide to make it real." -Harry Styles✷
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Here's what happened in the last chapter:
I unpack the carrots in secret, and walk to the kitchen, washing them and drying them. I walk back to the kitchen.
"Louis...look at these carrots..." I whisper in his ear.
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✔Diana's POV✔
Louis jumps, and I sit on the couch, chomping away on the carrot.
Everyone starts cracking up.
Louis wiggles his eyebrows. "I still like girls who eat carrots..."
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(A/N: The video up here is the same as the one to the side...you're welcome to watch either one, or both.)
I smile, and chew the rest of the carrot. I sigh, and look up at the ceiling.
"I don't get it guys..." I begin.
They all look at me.
"I don't get it...I'm so lucky to be able to hang out with you guys, unlike other girls," I continue. "But what about before I actually got to be here with you guys? I was like any other fangirl. I dreamed about marrying one of you guys-"
"You still can, Diana." Harry informs me, and wiggles his eyebrows.
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"Shut your piehole, Harry!" Louis exclaims. He looks at me. "Continue, love..."
I take out my phone. "This is a poem I wrote the same day I met you guys. When I was getting ready to come over and meet Mr. Grumpy, I was listening to your music, not knowing my heroes were right next door."
