𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 {𝐿.𝑆.}

𝟜𝟞 ~ 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦

I still can't believe it. But Louis and I are a couple. And we have been for about a month and a half now. It's our last week before summer break and in this case. Before college...

Luckily the summer is yet to start so I don't have to live with the distance just yet. I'll need to move back to Holmes Chapel for college and Lou is not sure what he's gonna do yet. But one thing is for sure. We'll be in long distance...

That's none of my worries yet tho. Today is graduation day. And believe it or not but Lou managed to get detention in his last week at school. Apparently he got in a fight with a teacher and she found him too disrespectful. Could've been me.

"So what is the line up?" Mister Corden asks me. Since I would take care of this whole show.

Believe it or not. This school thinks it's fun to do a freaking show before the graduation calling it the senior graduation. Like we're graduating. But noooo after the senior graduation is their actual graduation.

I'm glad I'll be gone in a little while. This shit hole is uncoordinated as fuck.

I gave him the list and he just walked away. Okay. Rude. Luckily it's printed in my mind by now.

First Zayn. Than speech. Than willow. Me. Speech. Graduation outside. Me again but outside. That should be it.

It's not that long but long enough to fill half and hour. Like they asked me too.

A lot off people backed out real quick after they said they wanted to join soo badly. I already knew they didn't have it in them tho.

Zayn told Willow he was only at the rehearsals to support her just like Lou does with me. At a certain point I went out with Will to go get lunch so he could rehearse with the band and Louis to help with the finetuning.

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Five minutes left... Everyone is walking through each other and little Sophie proposed to help me from backstage so I could sit in the public front row with the others. So we could get up on stage easily.

Here we are. On our graduation day. I remember walking in the first day. Being too late for class because Willow and Louis were late and I didn't know where to go.

I smile to myself as the principal starts with a little talk about what is gonna happen today before introducing Zayn to come on stage. The band is already set up and Zayn is a little tense but I can see it all flow away when he looks at Willow.

He doesn't say a single word and just nods at Jodan to start the baseline.

We wrote the song together and called it Sour Diesel. Helping him write it was the best.

She's bad, She's bad, She's bad
Like a sour diesel