Niall POV:
"Ello'."
A hand slings around my shoulder. I look to the owner. It's a pump girl who has a cheeky look on her face. Of course I knew who she was. She was THE Adele. I smile back.
"Looks like you aren't stuck to that lady's side anymore."
I put my hands up, defensive. "Look, Avril is isn't as bad as everybody makes her out to-"
"I know, the girl ain't half bad." She squeezes my shoulder reassuringly. "Just pulling your knickers there. There's been rumours about you two, you know."
"Mmph."
"I see."
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Hours later i'm laughing away with Adele and a group of people she introduced me to. I've always loved Adele's funny personality that she unleashes in her concerts and in those few times we meet in award shows. Apparently, Adele was here to teach a few special classes about her experiences.
I went back to my dorm room, tired. A lot of people had took the time to hang out with me and I couldn't even tear myself away from them if I wanted to. A bunch of phone numbers were newly added into my phone. I recieved a few messages about hanging out more together.
As I open the door, I see a note on the floor that must've been slipped under the door. On it, was numbers written. I tried to dechiper what the heck the numbers meant until I realised that it was a dorm room number.
Knock, knock. I waited patiently outside the door of the dorm room that the number belonged to. After awhile, the door opens.
Guitar in hand and a easy smile on his face, he let me into the dorm room to hang.
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AUTHOR:
YO PEEPS I KNOW THIS IS SHORT BUT im gonna post more regular stuff here (but its gonna be short like this)!! I have my reasons ;)
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