Midnight
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"Thank you all for coming" His strong, manly voice said. "Your all beautiful and amazing, and we LOVEE YOUUU!!"
Everyone screams and chuckles.
"Oh god, your so cheesy, Harry" Liam says, with a slight laughter afterwards.
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The boys walked off the stage as we all started to make our way out.
I stepped outside straight into a puddle of mud and water.
"Je-"
Great. They've all left, haven't they?
I took my foot out of the puddle to see that my entire shoe was covered in the disgusting filth.
"Wow! They were my new shoes... £87 wasted!"
As i slowly started to attempt to clean my shoes, and cold hand touched my shoulder.
"Hey." He said.
My eyes nearly popped out of my head, but i tried to act cool.
"Harry?" I said, 'casually'.
"Last time I checked, yeah" He chuckled.
I stood up and let out a little laugh.
"Do you wanna go inside and clean up?" Harry asked. Hes so polite!
"Uh, if you dont mind?" I said, hoping he wouldnt.
"Ofcourse not, come on, follow me."
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