I look at the same tweet for about 5 minutes now when I hear a little beep from a incoming email.
'Harry Styles is now following you on Twitter!'
I almost fall off the couch.
How does he find me every time?
I'm doubting between texting him or not.
Would it be lame if I did?
Before I made the decision another email comes in.
'Niall Horan is now following you on Twitter!'
Although I don't know much about One Direction, I do think Niall is cute.
I hear another little noise and I see I got a DM.
My mouth almost drops to the floor when I see who has send the DM.
Niall..
So you're the girl who ran away with Harry's necklace?
I immediately get angry again when I re-read the message. Everyone is assuming I just stole the necklace like that.
If you mean 'you're the girl who found Harry's necklace' then yes I am ;)
Not much later I get a reaction.
Feisty huh? Oi, I do know I want to meet you when Harry is coming to get his necklace ;)
Harry is coming to get his necklace? What is he talking about?
What do you mean with when Harry is coming to get him?
I'm getting no answer this time and I'm getting more curious as the minutes pass by.
I decide to call Danielle to ask her for advice but I only get a screaming girl to talk to so that's no help.
A little while later she texts:
We need to celebrate this though!
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And that's exactly what we're doing on saturday.
I've barely spoken to Luke for the whole week. I'm kind of worried about him but I hope he just needs time to process the divorce.
The girls and I decided to have a girls night out and are dancing on a kind of platform in a bar.
I really need to go to the toilet but it's far in the back. When I'm halfway there, I see a familiar boy standing next to the bar.
I doubt between going to the toilet and going to him but he already recognises me.
We have to scream to talk to each other and I can barely hear him.
"Luke, I didn't know you would be here."
"Yea uh me neeeither. The boys convinced me to go. I almost haven't talked to you this week uh, are you, how are you?"
I look at him with a surprised look and nod.
"Uh yeah good I guess. I think I should ask you that question though."
Luke wobbly stands on his feet and making sentences is hard for him. Great, already had to much to drink.
Suddenly he pulls me to his chest and gives me a long kiss.
He turns around, walks towards the bar and comes back with two drinks in his hands, my glass already half empty when he hands it over.
We're dancing with all our friends and the time flies by.
Charlotte and Emily are tired and we decide it's time to go home.
Charlotte drags Luke with her but he keeps begging me to stay the night with him.
When we're at their home, I give Charlotte a hug and drag Luke towards his room.
In his room, he is trying to get out of his clothes but it goes wrong when he's at his skinny jeans.
He falls on the floor with a loud thud.
"Uuuuh Meg. Can you uh. O god help me?"
I start to laugh and every time I look at his sad face, I can't stop and laugh a little louder.
"Megan come on!" He whines while sticking his hand out.
"Luke you could have been up all by yourself now." I laugh but still help him to get up.
When Luke is back on his feet, he lets himself fall on the bed. I pull his jeans over his knees while Luke looks at me with a admiring look.
He smirks and I already know what time it is.
He pulls me on the bed, wipes a hair out of my face and kisses me.
Our lip connects and he lowly pushes my shirt up.
Suddenly he stops and I pull my shirt down.
Next to me is a sleeping Luke, lightly snoring.
I poke his cheek but he doesn't react to it at all.
I want to poke his cheek some more until my phone starts to vibrate.
Are you up?
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Should I continue this story or?
