Chapter 8

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I help my mother do some chores in our small garden , i prefere being outside in Nature than being stuck on computers all day.

After i begin my homework , finishing them after an hour I decide to choose my favourite character of the drama play.

I choose a young woman who plays it as being Boasty and bossy but at the end she'll change , just like typical fairytales , i wish life was a fairytale.

I sigh and pick up the best verse to help me win the audition.

" what are you doing out there? aren't you supposed doing chores?" i begin  , reading the script trying to memorize it

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My body Falls onto the bed making the sheets vibrate . I groan and pull the soft pillow under my head.

Tomorrow's thursday,  i make a mental check that i took everythig i need for tomorrow.

I turn onto my back and let out a big breath out of my lungs. I'm still not over that i'm gonna fake date a freakin celebrity. Thinking of the fake dating make me realize that i still hadn't choose from Harry or Niall. I still can't sleep , i groggily make my feet hit the cold tile as i walked over to my laptop. I Google search Harry , a few different harry's appear,  i try to recognize the surname, Aha! Styles .I click on the image as the curly headed idiot ( A/n he's not an idiot,  not at all,  just respect the story) appeares in a few seconds making my eyes squirt with the powerful light coming out from the screen.

I scroll down through some photos , I nearly fall out of the chair as i find one of them , Harry naked on a white bed. I close the  internet window immidiatly.

Eww, i've got an image in my head that i will never forget.

I carefully open Google chrome this time,  Searching for Niall.... His surname immidiatly pops up due the fact that there aren't many famous Niall's in the world. I click the Image button,  slowly going through some of his photos.  Atleast these are more decent than the others. I continue Scrolling down , i find several pictures of him with other female celebrities.

And why is he single again?

I roll my eyes at my own comment and go to bed. I guess i choose , Katy's right , blondie is the one closest to my type. Atleast better than the naked one.

I roll onto my side , finally letting the sleepiness take over.

.( A/N that's all guys .. hope ya like it..

.just joking there's more! haha April fools :p)

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I wake up with a huge headache , not letting me concentrate to wake up. I groan one after eachother until i reach the bathroom , making

my normal routine , including some natural make-up , and a coat of mascara . I don't really get the main idea of make-up , you're suppose to love the way you are but i still use some , it makes you feel better.

I wear a skinny dark blue jeans and a flowy jumper , tall till my tighs.

I choose my light blue convers and some accesorise. I look at my self in the mirror. I don't look that bad .

i climb down the stairs , seeing my mother preparing breakfast . i lick my lips in hunger , taking in the delicious smell in my lungs. I breath out and sit down quietly. My mum turns her back and soon enough i began digging in my plate.

" so , which one did you choose? "  she asks

" choose what? " i know exactly what she's refering to.

she gives me an umcomftable smile as she answers

" The dating part"

" Fake " i correct her

she shakes her head slightly and tips it on her right side , what she always does when she's stressed out.

I sigh lightly and give her a small smile

" yes mum , i did . Uh i think the blonde one is the most good , i guess.

She smiles one more time and before leaving she says " me too darling "

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Hollaaa budds . i' m sry you had to wait for this update but i had rehersals and shows all week till yesterday so i wrote this in a little hurry . Sry if its wrong :/ anyway shoutout to juju Zamm :))

She's currantly writing a story and i've read the first part , it's phenominiall ( haha used that because she loves niall aswell :) )

bye bye

stay beautiful and smile budda :) xx

Cody

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