I Wish

Chapter 14

Sorry i havnt updated in a ling time (not that anyone actually reads this) but ive been really busy andd my phones kind if broken so afterthis i probably wot b able to update for like three weeks but once my phone is repairedd ill try to update once a week. im listening to dubstep while writing haha. so ya sry for the delay and thanks for all the reads. i dont really have any votes and no ones saying what they think of my story so that kinda makes me feel like its bad but okay ill keep writing untill someone tells me to stop. Also ive been spelling strudle wrong 0-0. anyway thx ily

~Elise❥

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Later that day Harry is over having dinner with us. He even made the mashed potatos. We are also having steak and green beans.

We all take our seats at the mahogony table and dig in. I start with Harrys potatos. They aren't fanominal but they aren't terrible.

"So I'm having another band practice this coming thursday and was wondering if this time you could all come. I have another bunch of friends coming too. They have a band and are kind of like, you could say touring, right now. Well, theyre doing a bunch of gigs. Anyway they're good friends of ours, we used to do some gigs together but we dont see much of eachother anymore but since they're gonna be in the area they figured they'd stop by."

Holy shit he talks a lot.

"Michael and I would love to come," Lupe smiles, taking a bite of the steak and closing her eyes for a breif moment, savoring the taste.

"Okay that'd be great. We're gonna have a bit of a full house but that's okay. Theres four of them in the band. Oh I didn't mention what it's called, did I?" he asks.

"No you didn't." I reply.

Immedietly Harry answers back, "Oh well they're called 5 Seconds of Summer. Or just 5sos for short," he says it like tomato sauce, emphasizing the last ssssss.

"And they're names are Michael, Calum, Luke, and Ashton. We're gonna have two Michaels! Yay!"

He sounds suspicously excited about having two Michaels. Man hes so adorable I can't even handle it.

"The're a bit more rock then us but theyre real good. I think you'll like them a lot. they even play instruments, unlike us. Well Nialk plays guitar but the rest of us don't. But ya, all of them do. Drums and all kinds of cool stuff."

Harry sure likes talking, doesnt he.

I notice he's barely touched his food.

"I don't mean to sound like the nagging mother, but you've been talking so much, you havn't eaten any food."

Harry glances down at his plate breifly and looks back up at me with his sparkling green eyes.

"Haha. Sorry, I talk a lot."

Oh really? I hadn't noticed.

"It's okay we like your accent." Lupe replies with a grin, digging into her steak once more.

Harry smiles, looking satisfied, as he too digs into his steak. I continue to eat my mashed potatos. I finish and head into the kitchen to get another plateful. When I come back in, Harry is danbing at his shirt with a red plaid fabric napkin from the set I received as a moving-in gift from my aunt.

He looks up and me and his face turns red.

"I leave for one minute and you soill food on yourself?" I ask, laughing.

"Haha yeah. Damn this. Is gonna stain." He frown down at his white button down shirt with a big yellow stain on the chest.

"Take it off and throw it into wash right now, before it gets a chance to dry." Lupe suggests.

"Ya good idea, I guess I'm going hone then. Seeya guys later I guess!" And just like that he shoots out the front door and across the street.

I pick up his dish and walk to the trashcan to throw away the extra food. Afterword I wash it and set it in the rack to dry nd head back to the dining room where Lupe and Michael are still eating.

"I guess I'm done too," I declare, "I'm gonna go turn on the T.V."

I walk to the living room and plop down onto the couch, switching on the T.V. Jeapordy is on so I switch it to a rerun of an episode of The Voice.

I really like this show because I've always wanted to be a singer. I know thats not an option because I really can't sing. But it's a fantasy if mine.

Just another of the many dreams that Alex didn't support.