twenty-one.

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| laura's pov |

"for someone who doesn't really care about meeting new people, you seem pretty excited." sarah chuckles, i roll my eyes as i begin painting my toe nails.

"i'm not excited to see ross, i'm more excited for l.a." i tell her.

"you aren't excited to meet thee ross lynch?" she asks with a small smirk. it was around midnight and i was having a sleep over with one of the biggest ross lynch fans in history.

"i mean sort of, he seems nice." i shrug my shoulders.

"i think you like him." sarah smirks, "i can see the way you smile when i mention his name."

i laugh at her assumptions. "you're being ridiculous, i've only been talking to him for like a week."

sarah grins, "just say it."

i hate how well she knows me.

"fine," i blurt out, "i am excited. he's the only celebrity i know who actually keeps putting an effort to talk to me, and i don't think it's just because i'm a model."

"so you do like him!" she squeals.

"i would say, interested." i blush. "i still want to get to know him, you know what i mean?"

she nods excitedly. "you better tell me everything that happens."

i smile. "i will."

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