Chapter 12!

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Cynthia's pov:


~a week later~

"hey Cynthia?” James asked as I walked towards the kitchen

"Yeah?" I said

"Zack said if we want to go with him and Larissa to the sparkington club?” James said as he popped some chips into his mouth

“Well we have nothing to do…soo..why not?” I said shrugging 

“Yay!” James said kissing my cheek

‘You’re the best!” he said as he ran up stairs

“Wait for me!’ I said as I walked/ran upstairs

“We better hurry it up because they are on their way to the club” James said

“Ok ok”I said a walked to my closet

“Hmmm what should I wear?”

I searched through my clothes

“Wear a dress “James said

“fine…”I sighed

I wore a gold strapless dress that was a couple inches high above my knees

I grabbed the curler and curled my hair. I grabbed my black high heels. I walked into the bathroom and applied a bit of make up a little bit mascara, eyeliner and lip gloss.

“ready”I said as I walked into the room

“you look…”

“Beautiful I know now come on” I said as I grabbed my purse and a thin sweater

“Well thanks for ruining the moment” James said

“Oops”I giggled 

“Let’s go”

We closed the door and walked outside

“Its cold” I said as I shivered

“Next time bring a jacket” James said

“Next time” I mumbled

James opened the door and I sat in letting my arms warm up

“Hey can-“

“no! no music” He said

“Why not?’ I pouted

“Because all you want to hear One direction” He said

“ok I swear if One direction comes on I will change” I said

“fine only because your so adorable’ he grinned

“yay!’I clapped as I turned on the radio

Thankfully One direction didn’t come on or else I would have a hard time trying to change it. Every time I hear them it’s like the world disappears and there voices took over the world! I love all of them.

Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain
I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days
She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones
Seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone”


”we are here” James said as he turned of the car

“Wow just as they started to sing” I said

“lol”

“I hate it when that happens”I muttered

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