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𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘣
𝘩𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪 :)
            𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱

𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥, 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲?

𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬
𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦
𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵..

𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘢𝘭𝘭
𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦

𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧?

𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟? 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝?

𝘯𝘰, 𝘯𝘰, 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤,
𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭

𝐈'𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐬𝐨,
𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞?

𝘰𝘩 𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦
𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦
𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦

𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦
𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵
𝘮𝘦, 𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸?

𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞?

𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩,
𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵

𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴.. 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱?

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥?

𝘔𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,
𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦,
𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵
𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 :/

𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥
𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯?

𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭

𝘺𝘢𝘺, 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

𝘔𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣..

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳
𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯

𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠,
𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝
𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝

𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦
𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘣𝘶𝘵
𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦

𝐚𝐡𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭?
𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫
𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥

𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦
𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯 ;)

𝐀𝐝𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥;)

𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘳?

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬
𝐈𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠?

𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘥

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐈 𝐚𝐦

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰
𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘦𝘣 ;)

𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘐'𝘮
𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢
𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦
𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸.

𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦
𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥

* 5 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 *

𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴
𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮

𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫?

𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦!

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦

𝘚𝘦𝘣, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘥
𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘧𝘶𝘭

𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭.

𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐚

𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵
𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘧𝘶𝘭

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 ;)

𝐆𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬,
𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮;)

𝘰𝘩, 𝘐-𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 :)

𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐝 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩

𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳

𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭,
𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐?
𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦

"Gosh y/n, you don't even know the guy." I stare at my figure in the mirror, running my hands along the skin tight black dress, taking his advice. "Black one it is then."

My attention is torn away from the mirror at the sound of my ringtone blaring through the room.

With one last glance in the mirror, I swivel on my heels and walk over to the bed, searching for the phone to answer the call.

"Hey Ash."

"Oh, she's alive." I laugh softly at her teasing tone.

"What? I didn't answer one of your messages?"

"Four actually."

"How ever could you even begin to forgive me." Her laughter traveling through the speaker at my words.

"It'll be hard, but I'm sure we can arrange something." Shaking my head softly, I turn my phone onto speaker before dropping it onto the bed so I can put on my lipstick. "Are you still coming over?"

"Yep, just need to grab my purse and keys and I'll be on the way." I purse my lips, turning my face at different angles, making sure my lips looked good.

"Syd and Chels are on the way here, Cole is meeting us there."

"Ooh, loverboy." I tease, laughing when I hear her groan on the other end of the line.

"We're testing the waters still y/n/n."

"Yeah yeah, doesn't help to test them after you've already dived into the deep end."

"You know what?"

"You're going to tell me anyways."

"Sure am. I can't wait till you get a boyfriend, then I'll get to tease you just as much."

"Who said anything about me getting a boyfriend? Not on the table for me right now."

"Yeah yeah, what about the mystery number guy?"

"He's exactly that, a mystery."

"Then, I guess you don't mind that Cole is bringing a friend. Maybe you two can hit it off."

"It is not a good sign that you and your boyfriend want to set me up on dates with his friends."

"Come on babes, just, keep an open mind yeah?"

"We'll see. Now I better go, or I won't get to you on time."

"Okay, love ya."

"Love you too Ash."

- - -

I pull up outside Ashley's house, shutting off the engine, placing my feet against the floor as I push myself out the seat and close the car door behind me.

I breathe in slightly, focusing on my steps, trying to remain upright in my shoes as I make my way to her front door, only to let myself in, as per usual.

"I'm here!"

"Oh finally!" I hear Ashley's voice from the kitchen, prompting me to walk in that direction. "Come on, we're doing shots."

My cheeks flare up immediately as the girls whistle at me when I walk into the kitchen.

"Well, looks like little black dress just walked into the room."

"Ahh Chels, look, she's blushing!" Sydney teases, winking at me as I shake my head playfully.

"What is it with you and your one direction obsession?" Ashley butts in, making my eyes widen. That's always a good way to start a conversation.

"You're kidding right?" Chelsea asks incredulously.

"I just don't get the whole hype."

"You know I'm gonna side with Chelsea on this one." My voice comes out muffled as I lift a shot glass up to my lips before downing it.

"Yeah, you're only saying that because you have a thing for Harry Styles." Sydney says, trying to throw me under the bus.

"Okay, so you're telling me if Harry styles walked into this room right now, you wouldn't want to climb him like a tree?"

Ashley bursts out laughing at my words, but knowing her, she one hundred percent agreed with me.

"One shot in and you've suddenly become a little minx." Chelsea teases, wrapping her arm around my shoulders as she reaches me. "Someone get her another."

"I'd like to actually leave the house tonight and get to the club." I try protest, knowing how much of a lightweight I could actually be.

"Did you just say you want to go the club?" Sydney's eyes widen in amusement. "Did she just say that?"

"Oh she did." Ashley laughs, encouraging Chelsea and Sydney instead of backing me up.

"I think that calls for another shot!" Sydney says, pouring another two rounds of vodka shots and placing them in front of each of us.

"Syd-"

"Last two, and then we'll leave. Sound like a plan?" She tilts her head at me, holding one of her shot glasses up towards me in anticipation.

"Last rounds." I lift the small glass into the air, gently clinking it against theirs before tilting my head back along with the liquid. "You guys are the worst."

"Yeah, yeah, you love us."