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"Omg have you heard?" Patty screeches as I walk into the third space where she is sitting with the 'teenage dream' magazine on her knee.
She lobs it at my face and gives me a serious look whilst I dodge the thin glossy book.
I glance at the magazine on the floor with the front cover facing upwards and instantly scream the highest pitched scream I can produce. I feel like I'm the sad little main character of some cheesy American movie. All I can think of is what Cleo is going to say when she sees this. Will I be famous?

I stare at patty who is grinning like a cat. "Well done Biatch your famous!"
I laugh awkwardly, trying to hide the fear that I can feel spreading in my eyes.

"I need to call Zach, like right now"
I put the call on speaker and hold my phone close to my face.
"Helloooooo?" He picks up instantly.
"O.M.G"
"Um...?"
"Okey listen to me. The world knows who you are... they know who I am too and just seriously like... TOLD YOU SO!" I say all in one go really really quickly like a child, whilst Zach still sounds confused.
"Dessie what are you talking about?"
"Ugh just go buy teenage dream magazine and you'll find out"
"You want me to buy that magazine in public?"
I hang up.
If he loves me he will buy the damn magazine lol

•••

"Dessie, come quick. We're in the Morrisons car park" patty hangs up.

For a minuet I debate weather I can be arsed to get out of bed, but there were a lot of high pitched screams in the background of that phone call so I wriggle out of bed and sling on some black ripped skinny jeans and one of Zach's over sized grey hoodies and fumble out the door.
As soon as I reach the entrance to the car park there is a wave of teenage girls all crowded around a black car, party's car.
Using my common sense, I do not rush through the crowd, they would spot me. I need to think of a plan to make them go away or turn their attention to something else... other than my boyfriend.
I stay put in the entrance, trembling as I reach for my phone to call Zach. I sigh when I see about 8000 follow requests all popping up at once. I forgot all of my social media accounts are still private...
I snap out of my daze when a familiar hand sneaks up behind me and taps me on the shoulder.
"Psst I can get you to the car, here put this on"
It's dan. I haven't seen him for weeks, he was there the first ever time I went to the third space and back then he was mid way with his vow of silence which I later found out was actually for a sponsored award charity thing or something.
He hands me a baseball cap and a large pair of sunglasses, a bit like Cleo's.
"Omg thank you so so much" I whisper, putting on the clothing for my face.
"Okey you're just going to go strait through the crowd, act like your a fangirl" he explains "Zach and patty know exactly what you're wearing and I will watch you go through the crowd and I'll be on the phone to them, instructing them on where you are and when to open the car door"
I nod in response, walking slowly towards the crowd and away from the safety of dan.
There is so much doubt in me, I don't know if I can do this...
What if I get spotted?
What If they recognize me? I will literally get crushed to death by teenagers.
No, I can do this Desdemona.
I scurry through the crowd, screaming zachs name in desperation, pretending to be fangirling rather then actually calling for help and safety. Soon I am getting pushed against the car door by hundreds of teenagers, all trying to get a glimpse of my boyfriend. I wait for something to happen, for dan to come to the rescue or to be pulled in to the car into the safe, warm arms of my lover.

"Lessie! Ok after three knocks I will open the car door ok?"
I nod in response. Patty had rolled down the window the slightest bit to give me my next instructions. But Lessie? Could she not think of a better disguise name then LESSIE?

I wait for the three faint knocks on the window before I discretely push the car door open and squeeze inside, making every single person in that car park turn to look at me. What's funny is non of them moved. They just went silent and watched as I casually climbed into the car. Unfortunately the car doesn't have blacked out windows or anything so everyone can see me when I hug Zach in grief and push him up against the seat, kissing him with all my life. I've sincerely missed his taste...

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