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||Maisys POV||

I could just about make out that India and Ash were yelling at eachother downstairs, it was like 8am I think. What a lie in I had. Well you can't blame a girl for not being able to sleep after someone calling them 'their girl'.

They may think im a nosy bitch but who cares I need to see what their yelling at. I walked out of my room and bumped into Michael.

"Hiya what's all that noise" he whispered.

"I have no idea cmon" and I grabbed his hand and slowly pulled him towards the bottom of the stairs. They were yelling in the kitchen so it wasn't that far away and we could hear what they were saying so much better now.

"This is gonna make her happy India and if that risks me going to prison then so be it because I don't know if you've realised but lately she's been upset all the time and if I can only see her smile a genuine smile for just a split second them it'll all be worth it"

"Ashton you have NO CLUE about how serious this all is. If someone recognises you then were all screwed and it'll all be her fault and she doesn't want that"

"How would you know what she wats anymore you hardly speak to her"

"She's my best friend and I love her how dare you!"

They were getting louder and louder so I went to interrupt, I got to the kitchen door and then I stopped abruptly

"I love her too"

"You what? you don't know what love is Ashton you haven't known her long enough"

"I've known her for 2 years less than you"

"So?"

"And so I'm telling you that I love her, everything, the way she gets up at 6am just so she can watch friends because nobody else will watch it with her anymore, I love the way that when she gets nervous around people she puts her hands on her face to try and cover herself up a bit, I love the way she hasn't seen the majority of the world but she couldn't care less because she finds tiny lonely places all for herself, I love the way she tries not to laugh because she hates her teeth but I love them, I love the way she's scared of vacuum cleaners because when she was younger her mum used to chase her and suck up her hair to make her laugh, I love the way she only wears black because it 'is an interesting colour she could look at all day', I love the way she could listen to the same song for hours on end, I love her India I really do."

I turn round to face Michael who is stood there looking at me with his jaw opened. He then mouths 'Go back to bed quickly I'll pretend I came down alone' I mouth him back a quick thankyou and run upstairs quietly shutting my door.

I defiantly won't be able to sleep tonight.

This is short im sorry but confessions confessions, also it's midnight and im eating some chocolate coins..

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