"I know what it is!" I had met up with the girls back at my apartment and now we were sitting in my living room. I had re-told them how I felt today and the fact that I didn't know why, explaining that I couldn't control how my legs weakened or anything. Since then, we had been sitting there wondering why.
                              "What now?" My head was actually buried under a pillow as I let out quite a few continuous groans of annoyance.
                              "YOU LIKE HIM!" Instead of acknowledging Nicole's stupid idea, I smacked her with the pillow before replacing it over my head.
                              "Shut the fuck up, yeah?" My voice may have been muffled but I knew she could hear me perfectly fine. I even guessed that the two were exchanging glances but refused to look at them because my cheeks were red, yet again.
                              "Actually... Nicole has a point," I didn't say anything and let Rosie continue with whatever she was going to try and point out.
                              "Well you're getting all butterflies and tingles, it's obvious that he makes you happy, you're a complete sass around him and it's so funny to watch. You're always smiling, it's obvious you feel comfortable with him, you get on so well. Come on, love him!" My pillow was tugged away from me and I blinked at the sudden light.
                              "That means fuck all!" I thrust my arms into the air, annoyed by our lack of getting anywhere with this stupid feeling. I heard Nicole mumble something that included stubborn before she suggested to watch a movie and forget about it all. I glared at her but agreed, I needed anything to stop thinking about Michael.
                              Unfortunately for me, we watched Friends With Benefits, which only left me thinking of how much I actually, really missed Michael's hands on me like before. In a way, it upset me that it wasn't going to happen again but it also annoyed the fuck out of me that I missed it.
                              His birthday was soon and I really didn't know what to get him. Thinking about his birthday, I realised I didn't know if he knew about the whole 'survival weekend' thing.
                              16:12 Natalie: Michaeeeeeeeeeeel, can I have Luke's number please?
                              16:14 Michael: ew why would you even want to talk to Luke?
                              16:17 Natalie: I want to tell him he's a dork? :)
                              I was happily distracting myself from the film and attempting to forget about the memories of Michael and failing.
                              16:21 Michael: LOL. Here 07255081933 x
                              Quickly, I text the number and questioned Luke on if he knew and about anything new that I hadn't been told about during my moping. He said that both him and the other two agreed that they wanted me to be there when we told him and I had to visit the next day.
                              The girls left soon after the movie had ended and I opened up my laptop, ready to work. I found it surprisingly to get in the hang of filling out a few form and typing up a quick essay she needed for god knows what reason.
                              After e-mailing Georgina, I got a quick reply asking if I could come and meet someone at work and to dress up nice. Surprised that she asked me, I rushed into a more formal outfit and tugged a brush through my tangles as I walked to my front door.
                              The drive was never long and before I knew it I was being introduced to Dave Forsey.
                              "CEO of Sports Direct, who are interested in buying Republic. You filled out a form for him and he wanted to meet you." Georgina looked at me as if to tell me not to screw things up. I'm sure if I did she'd happily get down on two knees and 'beg' him to sign the deal.
                              "Sir, it's so good to finally meet you! Georgina has always been in awe of the way you run your company. I heard you're going round to all the stores?" I shook his hand, smiling through the nervousness. Thankfully, he laughed.
                                      
                                   
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