"Actually I can." "Well I can't."

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Yes I know I'm a shit person for not updating for forever.  I just lost interest in writing.  But I'll try my best to do this story justice.  

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Chapter 19

Summer's POV

"Shit."  I rummage through my purse once more, but I already know I'm just doing this because I'm in denial. 

Ok then, plan B.  I walk out to the hall with my purse in hand, and shut my door behind me.  In three steps I'm in the kitchen next to Niall and Harry.  Everyone hushes when I walk into the room.  Louis, Liam, and Zayn look up at me from the couch. 

"I'll be right back."  I flash them all a smile.

"Wait where are you going?" Louis asks.

"I think I saw a convenience store type thing right on the boardwalk."  I point in the direction of the boardwalk.  This condo is perfectly placed less than a block away from the boardwalk.

"This is a fully stocked condo."  One of the guys from the boys' security/posse says.  They've been hanging around the boys since we got off the beach, and I have a feeling they've been following us ever since we got here.  I also have a feeling that they are renting out the condo on the first floor under ours. Because there are definitely not enough rooms for them to babysit.  It's already cramped in here.

"Well it doesn't have a change of clothes for me or certain other supplies, so I'm just going to take care of some business."  I take a few more steps towards the door.

"Wait buddy system.  I'll come with you."  Liam gets off the couch.

"Uhh..." I look around at everyone that's look at me waiting for me to agree, but I don't think they realize what those 'other supplies' are.  "If you really want to."

"Yeah why not?"  He smiles at me then waves at the boys. 

"Mmkay.  We'll be back."  He ushers me out the door.

We walk to the boardwalk in silence.  I go about getting my girly supplies while Liam just wonders around the store.  I pay for my things then we quietly walk farther down the boardwalk to one of those stupid shops that print every slang word imaginable on a sweatshirt, even though we are at a beach...

 I hold up a few shirts to Liam to just show him the utter stupidity of my country and what apparently sells.  He laughs at me trying to avoid the part of the shop that has his and his mates' faces all over the merchandise.

"You should get this." Liam points to a shirt that says HE'S MINE with an arrow pointing to the right.  "And a certain someone can receive this as a gift."  He points to the matching SHE'S MINE shirt.

"Very funny, but I don't think he'd wear it."  When I look back over at Liam he's holding up a YOU MAD BRO? shirt.  "Stop it."  I laugh and grab the shirt from him.

He quickly gets over to a rack of tanks that include sayings like YOLO, SWAG, and THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID.  I just roll my eyes and inform him that he'll get infected if he gets too close.

I decided on a neon pink FREE HUGS tank just for the hell of it, and of course the only pair of shorts they had available were most likely shorter than Liam's boxers.  And what I mean by 'only one pair of shorts,' I meant there were about 30 different kinds of the same exact style, booty shorts. Thankfully I managed to find the one kind that didn't have BOSS or some really sexual innuendo written across my butt.  

After we left, Liam and I had a very polite conversation.  I could tell he was dancing around the subject, but before we got too close to the condo he finally said, "I bet Niall would've gladly worn that shirt."

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