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THIS IS MY BEΔTING HEΔRT

Are you being serious, Dan Smith is my next door neighbour! What!

"Um, hi. My names Olivia, I've just moved in next door."

" Oh hi Olivia, I'm Dan" He said, smiling with his wonky tooth, how can this even be real " Do you need any help unpacking?"

" If it's not too much trouble" Why am I digging my grave even deeper, this is just going to end horrifically.

We both made our way to my apartment, he smiled " What? What's so funny." I didn't get why he just started grinning, it was weird, but cute. " Your door number is number 14!" Oh

yes " It's when my birthday is, the 14th July and also Bastille day!" How can someone be this cute? How? " Oh yes!" Like I didn't know that anyway! " Should we go in?"

        

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He offered to sort out my CDs while I did my clothes, I made my way into my bedroom which had an ensuite. The flat wasn't actually that bad, it had a music room, two bedrooms,

one bathroom, a kitchen with a breakfast bar and a fairly big living space, the flat also had a big window in the living room looking out onto the busy streets of London. Anyway, as I

was sorting out my tops Dan shouted from the living room. I went in there to find him holding the 'All This Bad Blood' cd and blushing slightly." Um" Was all I managed to say before

I found myself being hugged by Dan, I hugged him back not knowing why he was doing this. " So I take it your a stormer then?" Probably wanting to get out of my apartment

before I tie him up and make him my slave. " You could say that" I replied, I don't know what I was thinking at that particular moment but I was going mad. I ran back into my

bedroom and finished unpacking my clothes. I came out after sorting clothes to see that Dan had gone back to his apartment and got one of his empty cd racks and put all of my

CDs on there. I started grinning to myself but when Dan turned around I stopped immediately " Do you like what I have done to the CDs?" Of course I liked what he had done to the

CDs so I replied "I suppose so" he laughed and asked me what he should sort out next " Well I have my posters, bathroom stuff, DVDs and kitchen items left so you can pick."

Luckily he picked the kitchen items as he probably would not have liked to see my posters or bathroom things. My posters were in a different box to all the others as they are very

important .I had just moved from a uni room, that had cream walls so I stuck a load of posters on them to make the room more colourful, in the uni room only had enough room for a

bed and a desk which had my keyboard on. I stuck all of my posters on the wall mainly of bands, films and tv programs, how sad am I? I came across my bastille posters at the

bottom of the box and just as I was about to stick them up Dan came bursting through the door " Where do I put this?" It was a box of cereal " Um, I don't know, you find a place"

then he ran of again. I might put those posters up later.