Just like that, it was over. They roared in applause. Liz rushed up to the stage and grabbed Luke's microphone.
"Since you girls were such good listeners, I'll go down to the store and get you guys some ice cream. You guys can chat!" Liz beamed.
8 of the girls had to go home. It was 11:46. Couldn't blame them. Liz gave them posters that she printed out, signed by each of the boys. The girls took pictures with the boys and gave them their twitters. A few even slipped their numbers to them. They bid farewell to the girls. Now 4 girls and 4 boys sat in the room.
"So.. Um do any of you play Fifa?" Calum asks.
"Are you kidding me? I live for Fifa." Laurel smiles.
She know my fair share about Fifa but it's not really her biggest interest.
After about 2 minutes, everyone has topics to talk about.
Laurel and Calum are gushing over Fifa.
Kiera and Luke are laughing HIMYM.
Dream and Ash are discussing bands.
That only left her and Michael..
She decided that someone needed to break the ice.
"So.. do you have any hobbies?" she asks.
He hesitated. Like he was thinking of what to say. He thought that she was cool. Michael didn't want to blow it.
"I like the internet?" Michael says, cautiously.
The internet was relatable.. Michael was definitely over thinking this conversation.
"DUDE. DO YOU LIKE TUMBLR?" she asked, clearly showing interest.
Michael smiled. He chose the right subject.
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About 2 tubs of ice cream and a considerable amount of time disscusing about if Tyler Oakley's tumblr was better than Troye Sivan's, the two finally clicked. It ws now 1am.
Liz awoke from her nap. She checked her watch and ran towards the exit.
"I'll get the van. Just wait here for two minutes." Liz smiled.
After Luke's mother closes the door all of the teenagers laugh. All of their memories from this glorious night flood back; eating ice cream until they had brain freezes, singing a bunch of random songs, playing tag, truth or dare. It was all amazing.
But Reality stops. The young and naive girl thinks about how she will never have a night like this one. She doesn't like this feeling that her gut has. Her thoughts were interrupted by Ashton.
"Um, what are your names?" Ashton asks.
It was true that most of the teens never really thought of their names. So one by one in their circle they say their names.
Ashton Irwin
Dream Martin
Reality Jones
Michael Clifford
Luke Hemmings
Kiera Darwin
Calum Hood
Laurel Wilk
Two names here are very different from the others.
"Is your name actually Dream?" Calum asks, clearly trying not to be rude.
"No.. It's actually Andrea. But I didn't like it. So I go by Dream. My parents don't mind, thank god." Dream says with a smile, like she's told this story many times before.
"What about you Reality?" Calum nods towards Reality
"It's my real name. My parents chose it." She said shyly.
Normally people would laugh at Reality when she talked about her name. This group did not. It was new to her.
Luke's mother pulled up in front of the entrance. She would be taking everyone home except for Reality. Her apartment was just 2 blocks away.
As the teens said their farewells Reality grabbed Michael's hand. This was the best night of her life. She didn't want to forget it. She didn't want him to forget.
"Don't forget me." She said locking eyes with him.
He smiled at her.
"Never."
Then she let him go.
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Fanfiction"Don't forget me." She said locking eyes with him. He smiled at her. "Never." Then she let him go.
