This is how to be a heartbreaker

Part 4

After the concert, I regret not saying anything to Niall. We could start talking some how? Nah, he thinks im a crazy bat.

"Instagram here I come," Emotion calls out. We all pull out our phones, but instead of Instagram. I went to twitter.

My notifications blew up. Hundreds of people were now following me.

I went to my tags, and saw an unusual one.

"Oh my god...." I almost cry. "Niall.. tweeted me."

"Stop lying," Ky shakes it off. "Would you like freaking proof?!" I choke out. "I actually would," she giggles.

I face my phone towards her, and the others, I begin to breathe heavily. "What? How?!" Stella screeches.

"Should I tweet back?" I am so confused. "Should I retweet it?!"

"Both," They coo together.

I click the line under his tweet, and begin to type in.

@ImperfectIsMyThing: I'd love too. Maybe we should text..;) @NiallOfficial.

He quickly replied. @NiallOfficial: Okay. ill dm you my number bae:) @ImperfectIsMyThing.

"Nah."

"What?" I spit out.

"Your probably going to live out your dream of marrying Niall James Horan, and we will be over here, lonely as fuck, dying," Stella coughs.

"Seriously, when Emotion and I tried to talk to Louis, he would just turn back to you. He likes you," I scoff.

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We just got back from the concert, and every second, I could hear laughs erupt. I like to sleep, maybe?

I opened my hotel room door, and shouted, "some people are trying to sleep, maybe you should shut up, so I can."

"God Ava, your mean," an Irish accents inquires. "Why the fuck are you here?" I crack a smile.

"Our hotel rooms are down the hall, we were actually just going to the swimming pool," Liam said.

"Wanna come?" Zayn asks me politely. "I have to check," I turn to re open my door when Niall stops me.

"Check what? Your sleeping calendar?"

"Exactly."

"Anyway, if you come will you invite Stella, Emotion and Kyleigh for Louis, Liam and I?" Harry begs, like a dog.

"Sure, why not," I walk across the hall, in just my tank top, and booty shorts. That I sleep in, on summer days. Most people aren't meant to see them, nor me in them.

"Stella, Kyleigh, Emotion, wanna go to the pool, Harry and Louis are coming?"

"Be right out in 5 minutes, meet you down there," Ky yelps.

"Let me change, then we can go," I laugh at childish my best friends are. "Hurry!" Niall calls.

"Maybe." I threw a smirk, and slammed the door shut.