Your sitting in the science lab, dreaming about your Larry fan-fictions. Wishing you could just have tumblr on your phone…
1minute left until your reunited with your boys.
They are just so cute, why do they have to pretend? You think to yourself as you accidentally pour a mysterious liquid onto your lab partners hand… She screams and runs out of the room. You still dont realise whats happening,
RINGGG! You run out of the classroom, down the stairs. Over the heads of couples, you think to yourself how harry&lou are holding eachother right now..
You get home, swing your bag over your shoulder and onto the floor, run upstairs to your computer open it up and patiently wait for your tumblr to load. When it finally loads there are no pictures there.. No larry fanfics, no cat gifs, no swag notes. All gone.. You fall to the floor and cry. The door opens but you take no notice. Faint whispers, you make out what the strangers are saying ‘is she allright?…’ ‘I hope so.. I just wanted to make her happy’ you recognise the voices. It seems impossible. You look up, curly lockss.. Its harry! And who’s hand is connected to his huge muscular hands, its lou! ‘I knew it !’ You scream in tears of joy. ‘Everyone tells me i was crazy’ you tell them about how happy you are and what people have said about you for believing it. Harry and lou cannot believe their ears.. They think about it.. Harry smiles. ’ I have an idea’ he pulls out his laptop from his pocket and begins a twitcam… Harry styles and louis Tomlinson are going to make a twitcam right in your house, on your bed… Whilst you have your eyes peeled on the screen somebody walks in, expecting it to be a gamily member you ignore it. ‘Ya’llright?:D’ says a sweet voice from across the room. An irish accent, its Niall! You get up out of your bed and fling yourself into his arms. He kisses your cheek, ‘helloo, I’m niall(:’ he says in his sweet irish voice. ’ I’m ___ i love you:3’ ‘aww i love ya too;D ’ he says whilst grabbing onto your hand. ‘Well we better be off love,’*they all kiss you on the forehead and walk out waving, a sheet of paper laying on the table with each of their phone numbers on it and a little heart. You turn around to see how far the boys are from you, they don’t seem to be there. You pick up your phone to find a text message it says ‘hai babe, you were such a good sport, thanks so much! Ya know, id love to go out for dinner sometime, love you!! ~niall xoxoxox’ you go to reply, but find you are absolutely speechless.. (I’ll finish the rest tomorrow, to tired:p) xoxo