"This time I'm ready to run
Escape from the city and follow the sun..."
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*March 25th, 7:24 AM, Marcella's POV*
I think I sleep walked last night. I have no recollection of getting my bags, or anything.
Nothing. Nada. Zip.
I woke up feeling like absolute crap this morning. That is, until I looked outside. I didn't even remember checking into the hotel...
No, seriously though, It's so freaking gorgeous here.
Right when I woke up, I felt like I was on another planet. Everything just feels so relaxed and.... European? If you get what I mean; it just, has a feel...
I ended up getting a suite with Ashley and Jordan; so, everything has been kind of chill.
Sierre is in another suite with Winter and Abby.
Hahaha dude, that's so like Sierre to want to board in Abby's room. She's such a suck up, albiet a lovable one.
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Dancing Into His Arms (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)
FanfictionHe literally starts stroking his freaking chin, peering at me from under his dark sunglasses; attempting to look like that sexy bad-boy in the movies, I assume. But... I mean... what the heck, man? Just an hour ago you were skipping around on stage...
