Chapter 7

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Luke's warm lips move in sync with mine as I try to comprehend that this is actually happening right now.

Luke Hemmings is kissing me.

Fucking LUKE HEMMINGS.

The fangirl inside me is dying to get out and scream and jump up and down.

But the girl on the outside whose kissing the boy she now genuinely likes, not in a fan way, wraps her fingers in his short dirty blonde hair. Before I know it Luke has pulled away and I'm smiling like an idiot.

"Oh my God." I accidentally say out loud.

If even possible I then blush an even deeper shade of red. Actually not even red.

A burgandy.

"So I'm guessing the kiss wasn't terrible?" Luke laughs

"Anyways.."

I scrunch my face in confusion as Luke backs up and makes a fist.. It kinda looks like hes pretending to hold a micra...

"Saaaaam whatever your last name is! Will youuu go on date with me?" He sings in his angelic voice.

I can't stop smiling and laughing at the idiot serenading me.

"Of couurse!" I sing right back.

"Well shall we head on in, love?" He says in a mocking British accent

I head on in and hear Allie scream,

"OH MY GOD SHE'S SUCH A BITCH I CAN'T EVEN!"

So I'm guessing Harry finished his Haylor story.

Harry and everyone else laughs at her reaction and I can't help but laugh as well.

"It's okay everyone knows she was a bitch." The adorable Irish voice says from the back of the room.

"And a Tay-Whore."

Allie and I say in unison.

In the last 7 years we have said the same thing at least once a week.

"Oh God you guys are THAT kind of best friends aren't you?!" Louis groans jokingly.

"YEP!" Allie and I say again.

We immiedietly start histerical laughing as the boys in the group all groan and face palm.

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