All my love

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Mia's POV

"Please, just tell me. What happened?"

"Nothing, I was so drunk I don't remember. I don't even remember meeting Conor in the club" okay yeah I was hammered last night. But I was having fun.

Kelsey wasn't so drunk. Meaning she had to tell me what happened up to a certain point. And then certain point was when myself and Conor Maynard went into the toilet together.

Which concerns me. Anything could have happened. And I don't know Because I was so drunk I don't even remember seeing him last night.

Heck I barley even remember leaving the club. Let alone meeting guys there.i hope he doesn't know either so we can throw it behind us like nothing happened.

I know we didn't do anything though. I just have a feeling, besides I'm not sore or anything if you know what i mean.

But Kelsey being Kelsey will think I remember everything and just don't want to tell her. She is gonna push and push until I give in. I'm tempted just to make up a whole load of bullshit and hope she'll believe it.

Which she probably will. But this girl can read me like a book, so I would need to come up with a very very convincing story. And well....I don't have time for that.

"Alright alright" her hands throwing in the air out of frustration "I wonder if he remembers" she said looking at me with bright eyes, her signature cheeky grin plastered on her face

"What do-" before my sentence even escaped my mouth she was grabbing my phone and running upstairs with it.

"Hello" I heard her say, my legs wrapped around her as I threw myself onto her back trying to grab my phone "just out of curiosity, what did you and mia do last night"

"Kelsey, give me my phone" I yell but she was quick to throw me onto the bed and running into my bathroom, locking the door.

I let out a frustrated groan as my I let my body flop down onto the bed more. Worried about what Conor will say.

Unless...unless he was also to drunk and doesn't remember anything and if so we're great. We never have to remember it again.

The click of the door made me snap my head towards it, to see Kelsey with a look of disappointment on her face

"So, what'd he say?" I ask, nothing by the looks of it. My phone flew by my side as Kelsey sighed and pouted

"He doesn't remember, he just remembers making out with you" okay I slightly feel bad now. I don't remember seeing Conor at the club. he was more sober than I was so that could explain it.

"I'm very sorry for disappointing you" I say lifting my phone and pushing myself of the bed. What did she expect to happen?

We made love in the toilet of a club. I highly doubt it. She knows that's not what I do so I have no idea why she thinks anything happened.

It's not important what we done.at all.one night stands are supposed to be forgot about the next day although I know, for a fact, this was not a one night stand.

I don't even want to think about it because well, I simply do not care what happened in the club, nor do I care if Conor or I don't remember what happened.

We swiftly managed to change the subject by beginning to talk about up coming events that I would love to attend. With Kelsey of course.

Then that changed to placed in the world we would like to go. The conversations just kept flowing and flowing until we came to an end. Nothing else to be discussed.

Looking at the tv as some random show played.my thoughts wondered away. Thinking about my best friend. She pretty much hasn't got a flaw in her.

She's gorgeous, funny, talented in so many different ways and yet she still choose to become my best friend, make all her time revolve around me somehow. And take all my problems in and help me, through every single situation I've been in.

Why would a girl, as incredible as she is, waste her time on a model who isn't even herself half the time.

Well I'll tell you why. It's because she has a heart, she has feelings. And although she hasn't been through as much as I have she still connects with me. More and more everyday.

And when I'm hurt she's hurt. If I'm sitting crying, yelling any feeling at all she sticks by my side. Comforting me in a way that other people don't. Can't.

Her heart is made of pure gold, and love that she's so strong in a way, if I said anything to her that hurts her, she looks behind the reasonings on why I done that.

What had happened that had made me say those things. She doesn't think that I said something to her that hurt her so she won't talk to me again.

She knows that something is wrong, and not get offended by it. She's grown up with Four brother's. All of which are the Nasty brother's you get.

She is so loveable and strong at the same time that nothing gets to her. You could call her a slut, for sleeping with the amount of men she does.

She wouldn't care,infact, she would most likely agree if I'm being completely honest with you.

She's the type of girl, who would laugh if you fell but straight after go into mother mode and make sure you're okay.

She is so loveable and gives of such a good vibe, that even in the first few seconds of meeting her, you could tell you're whole life story to.

Because she would listen, and you know she is trust worthy. But besides that she is so picky

And if you get to be her best friend you know you've done something right. All through primary and high school we we're joined together at the hip.

Other Best friends would get jealous of us because we both had such a strong connection as best friends that it's something that couldn't be thrown away over a tiny argument.

Our likes and hobbies connected. I love to model for camera's and she loves to take photos. It just all clicks together

And after something has bad as what happened to me, you really need someone like that.

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A/n: I know these chapters are boring but believe me it's gonna start getting better soon, just you wait!