Sincerely, Leah

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When we get back to the hotel, we decide to give Gabby and Matty time alone. They're going to be a lovely family, and wonderful parents. Matty really treats us like his kids. I can't wait to see him and his kid.

We walk through the halls and we walk past this room that has really loud music playing and the sound of two girls laughing very loudly.

I kinda hate it when music is being played loudly in a hotel. Its half 11 at night and people are trying to sleep. I stop outside the door and I pound on the door.

The music stops and I hear the girls whisper, "Oh, shit."

"What if its a pedophile?"

"Its most likely me mam, Tash. Let's just let her in."

"She has a key, like."

"She's also forgetful. And possibly drunk."

The girl named Tasha sighs.

"Fine. I'll let her in."

She gets up and she opens the door.

I should've guessed. They're two younger girls. They're around 13, 14, 15. Ones has bangs and braces, and looks exactly like Lucy, but younger, and is wearing a pink The 1975 T-shirt. The other one has black hair in a bob, and looks slightly younger, and is wearing a black The 1975 shirt.

They smile at us.

"You're that girl who sang with Matty, right?", the Lucy lookalike asks me. I smile at her.

"I am."

"I'm sorry, did we do anything wrong?", the other girl asks.

"Nothing, just keep the music down a bit.", I say, and her face goes red, and the other girl laughs at her.

"Gabs, you OK?", she asks, and she goes even more red. I didn't think a person could go that red with 2 sentences.

"I'm fine, I'm sorry.", she mutters. I have to smile a bit.

"Its OK." I can't believe how sweet I've been getting ever since I've been mixing with Abby, Lucy and Matty. "What are your names?"

"Tasha.", says the Lucy lookalike.

"Gabrielle. Well, its my confirmation name. Patrice is my real name but I don't wanna carry my dads first name and surname.", says the girl in the bob. Tasha smiles softly.

"Leah.", I say, "and this is my girlfriend, Abby, and my best friend, Lucy." I motion to them.

"I'm Irish as well.", Lucy says, and I nearly burst out laughing. She has this mad idea that people won't think she's Irish but I knew she was Irish the day she moved to Atlanta, and I had never been in Ireland.

"Cool. Which part?", Tasha asks. I feel as though I'm watching long lost sisters reunite.

"Around the Cork area. I haven't been home since I was 12. I'm 17 now."

"5 years? Jesus, I couldn't handle being away from home that long."

"It was tough for the first few months but I've settled well."

There's a pause. Then, Gabrielle speaks.

"So, did you guys enjoy the show?"

"Loved it.", Abby says. "We're travelling with them at the moment. We met them a few months ago backstage and Matty adores Lee."

Tasha and Gabrielle are gaping at us. We almost burst out laughing. These kids are adorable.

"You guys are besties with Matty Healy?", Gabrielle says, and we nod our heads.

There's a silence, and I see that Gabrielle is biting her lip. I smile at her.

"You want to meet him, don't you?", I say.

"If that's OK?", she says.

"Of course. Maybe you should just let your parents know where you are."

They begin laughing, and Gabrielle is going red again. Tasha's practically on the floor.

"Yo-you think we're sisters?", Gabrielle says, struggling to breathe. I'm so confused.

"I mean, I guess so?", I say slowly.

"No, no, sweetie, we're best friends.", Tasha says.

Gabrielle looks at her. Then her face falls and she stops laughing.

"Yup. Best friends we are.", she says with a sigh. Its almost as if she's in love with her.

"Hey, G, are you OK?", Tasha says as she puts a hand on her back.

"I'm fine."

There's a silence, and then I speak.

"We were just sneaking down to the pool because Matty and Gabby are just talking about stuff. We're going back in a half hour. Wanna come with?"

"No, its OK, we'll meet you then.", Gabrielle says. Tasha gives her a strange look.

"OK. See you then."

And we walk down to the pool. We walk past a woman and a man drinking and laughing. They're the only ones there.

We sneak into the pool and dangle our legs over the side of it.