22.

Lou


Shit.

I fucked up.

Niall didn't come to get Harry's drink today, which can only mean one thing.

He hates me.

I waited too long with texting him and now he hates me.

Maybe I should text him. Right now.

Oh god no.

I'd fuck up.

Shit.

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