The truth

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..Victoria..

The next day i got ready to go to work in the bakery wearing my usual black jeggings and black singlet with my hair in a messy bun.

I walked into the bakery smelling the awesome smell of pastry and cupcakes and waddled over to Harry.

"HEY HAZZA!!!" I yelled, him turning around and giving me a sad smile.

"Whats wrong?" i asked in a worried tone.

"Nothing." he replied blankly.

I gave him a stern look and walked into the kitchen to make some cakes!

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"I am sorry ma'am, but we don't sell apples. This is a bakery!" i told this random old lady who was asking me if i sold apples.

"Well you should." Was her last words as she walked out the door...... mad.

Oh well.

I turned around facing Harry who was about to tickle me behind my back.

"BUSTEEEEEDD!!!" I yelled at him.

Harry laughed, but then frowned.

"Omg hazza what is wrong with you! All day you have been acting weird!!! Now spill." i said to him.

"Fineeeee..." he said.

"Um. well, ugh..... i tried out for the x-foctor." "And." i rushed him."

"And i got in...."

"OMFG ARE YOU CERIAL!!!! YAY THAT IS SOO GREA..... wait. Does that mean that i wont be able to see you again a couple of MONTHS!!! Harry i can't live without you!!!!" i screamed.

"Well the good news is....... I AM TAKING YOU WITH ME WHEN I SING MY FIRT SONG!!!!!!!" yelled Harry.

"Harry i REALLY would love to go... But i cant." "why not?" he asked.

"Who's gonna look after the shop when i am gone!"

"Your mum. Plusssss! You are only gonna be away for two days." he said.

"Fine" i said while hugging him.

I am sooooooo gonna miss him if he gets in!

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 01, 2014 ⏰

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