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Saturday 1st February 2014
I got up, with tear stained cheeks. I glanced over at the time. It was 07:00. I got up and made my way into the bathroom to do my morning routine.
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I sat down in my car and started up the engine; to find that it wasn't moving. Ugh. I got out and looked at my car. Everything seemed normal. I opened the bonnet, everything was normal until my sight fell upon the front tyres. The tyres of my car were completely flat. I kicked my car in frustration, only to realise that I had hurt my own foot. I groaned before taking out my mobile. My friend's Dad was a mechanic, so whenever I needed my car fixing, I'd call her Dad. I rang Rachel. It rang a couple of times before she picked up.
“Hey Rachel.” I said.
“Hey.” She said. “What's up?” She asked.
“The tyres of my car are flat,” I said. “Is your Dad free?” I asked.
“Yeah, I'll send him over.” She said.
“Not now, later on because I've gotta go work.” I said.
“How you getting to work then? Kieron dropping you off?” She asked.
“No. We broke up.” I stated simply.
“What?” She screamed down the phone.
“I'll explain everything later.” I said.
“Okay.” She said.
“I've gotta go right now but I'll talk to you later.” I said, looking at the time.
“Sure, bye.” She said.
“Bye.” I said before ending the call.
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I got back from work and looked at my phone. I guess me and Kieron could still be friends, right? I took out my phone and typed in his name. I wrote many things before deleting them.
I was in deep thought when my phone rang. The caller ID saying: Barry. Who the hell was this Barry? Oh, it was Harry. I'm so stupid! I picked up.
“Hello.” I said.
“Hey Peyton.” He chirped.
“What's up?” I asked.
“What's today's date?” He asked, giddiness filling his voice.
“It's the first of February.” I said, before realising. It was Harry's birthday. “Happy birthday Harry!” I yelped.
“Thank you!” He exclaimed. “Well, we're having a party at Funky Buddha, you're coming as well!” He said.
“Me...?” I asked.
“Yeah, you.” He said.
“I'll pick you up from your house at seven.” He said.
“Not at my house.” I said quickly. What if Kieron saw?!
“Just text me where and then I'll come and pick you up.” He said.
“Okay cool.” I said.
“Bye.” He said.
“Bye, happy birthday!” I exclaimed.
“Thanks babe.” He said before ending the call.
Wait, did Harry Styles just call me babe?! Oh yes he did! Oh my god! After recovering, I checked the time, it was 2PM. I needed to get ready and text Harry. Plus get him a birthday present. I realised that my phone was already on a new message. I typed in Barry before writing:
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Don't Let Me Go
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