twelve

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a/n: pic related to this chapter and the link is not real also i just made up my own meaning for the song okay i don't think that's the real meaning tbh but yes it is my story sooooo

a/n: pic related to this chapter and the link is not real also i just made up my own meaning for the song okay i don't think that's the real meaning tbh but yes it is my story sooooo

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avery

"thank you, avery. best of luck with harry." sam spoke before walking away.

i turned back to him with widened eyes and a confused look at his name drop because as to what i remember, i never mentioned harry to him.

say something.

"sam!" i called out running towards him and dani. i held sam by the shoulder and he turned around, he gave dani a nod to acknowledge him to leave us for privacy.

"how the hell did-" i asked but was interrupted by his chuckle, "come on, avery."

"it's harry styles we're talking about. i've seen you everywhere." he smiled comfortingly. i had no idea what to respond and how to react to this situation.

"well, you do understand that i really hope this stays between just the two of us." i spoke seriously. i didn't know this guy and he basically knew about harry and i's relationship. who knows he could have been a fan and he could spread this like wildfire and our reputations, especially harry's can be ruined.

sam then frowned apologetically. "avery, sorry but i already tweeted all about it. this is the kind of shįt the fandom and media want to know." how the hell did he tweet about it so quickly?

i widened my eyes in terror. i'm fūcked. this was my fault for being so goddāmn open to strangers. why couldn't i just keep my thoughts to myself? why did i have to pour it all out? why couldn't i just move on from harry?

i ran my fingers through my hair and sighed deeply. "sam," i groan out in frustration.

sam starts laughing and when his laughter died down he put one of his hands on my shoulder.

"well shįt, avery, you are gullible."

"what?" i asked in shock and confusion.

"i was kidding, avery, for christ's sake i would never. i'm not a fan but i have seen you all over."

i sigh deeply in relief and run my hand through my face. "you terrified me, sam."

"i'm sorry, i'm a jokester." he apologized.

i rolled my eyes jokingly, "it's fine. never do that again."

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