Broken Little Bird

Not a man whore

I'm currently obsessed with this song. And so is Jena(the real one) so I attached it. It's impossible by the Lylas, or 1432, or fifth harmony. Whatever you want to call them. Just listen to it.:)

*Jena'sPOV*

My ringtone, Impossible started blaring, this was my favorite song. I picked it up and glanced at the caller I.D. It was Keelee, I was suprised to say the least, she hadn't been talking to me since Ryan. I picked up and immediatly, a loud squealing came from the other end. 

"Keelee? Are you okay?What's wrong?"

"Stop worrying you worrywart," she giggled," And everything is perfect!! More than perfect!" she squealed again.

"Keelee are you drunk?" I was starting to get suspicous.

"No silly!Why would I get drunk when I'm pregnant?"

The line got silent and I was trying to figure out what was going on.

"Anyways... Guess what?!?!?!?"

"What Kell!!!" Referring to one of the nicknames from our highschoolyears.

"I'm getting married!!"

"I know hun. We all got our promise rings, remember?"I was seriously starting to get worried."Kell is Li over there with you?"

"Yeah, duh. And I'm actually engeged stupid!!!"

"What!! I suddenly forgot everything, like the fact that my best friend hadn't stopped crying for five days straight and the fact that my 'niece' died. 

"Yeah!!! He told me that this just made him realiaze that he didn't want to wait to get married and start a proper family!!!"

"Omigod!!!!! I'm like freaking out right now!!!"

"I know!! By the way, everyones coming over tonight so you better hurry up!" she giggled. It was so nice to have the old Keelee back. The carefree one from before she got cancer and before Ryan. She was finally happy.

"Haaarreeeehhh!!!! Get ready we're going over to Liam's!!" I hollered across the flat. I walked up to Louis' door and knocked, not wanting to interrupt anything.

"Hey guys, we're going over to Li's so it's time to stop making baby Tommo's and start getting ready." I heard a gasp and a chuckle. El stormed to the door and opened it wide. 

"How dare yo!" she joked.

"Hey, you guys are the ones that keep me up at night!" I defended.

"Oh,  don't act all innocent. We can hear you guys too!"

I blushed and we both started laughing and clutching our stomachs. The boys entered and looked over to us, chuckling lightly.

*Meagan's POV*

I was getting ready to go over to Keelee and Liam's flat. I was shocked, well more than shocked when I got a phone call from a giggling Keelee. I couldn't believe she was engaged!! Her and Li were a lovely couple, and I couldn't wait for them to be married and raising children. I knew they wanted a big family, because that's all they talked about during Lee's pregnancy. I started thinking about All of keelee's nicknames. Niall and I called her Lee, Jena and Harry called her Kell, those two were our nicknames for her from High School. Liam called her Riee, that was her middle name. And Lou, El, and Zayn called her Elle. It must be confusing with everyone calling you something different, but she showed no signs of struggle with it. I realized that I had been zoning out, and quickly continued to straighten my hair until it was perfect. There, now I looked nice. While I was pulling on my Toms, Niall scooped me up bridal style, and planted a kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes and tangled my hands into his dirty blonde locks. He shifted my position so that my legs were straddling his waist and my back was pressed up against the wall. He slid his tongue across my bottom lip, asking for entry, and I quickly obliged. Our tongues explored each others mouths and I pulled away before we went to far. 

"I love you." I whispered, making him shiver, much to my delight. I quickly jumped down and ran out of the room, yelling,"We're gonna be late. He groaned,"Can't we just stay here?" he hinted suggestivly.

I playfully slapped his arm. "One of your best mates just got engaged!! No we may not stay here!"

He pouted and ran off to put his shoes on. I collapsed on the couch, and ran my fingers over my swollen lips. I really, truly did love him. He wasn't like any of those man whores I had dated before. I trusted him.