t.v. dance

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Kelly POV
   Niall and I are in the living room. We find a flyer on the table. "Simon Cowbell has invited ya to the t.v. dance." Under it, it reads, "We figured you talented students shouldn't miss your winter dance, So you're invited to the t.v dance. Tonight.

  Niall scratches the back of his neck, "So..urm too bad we don't have dates.." I smile,"Yeah, I was thinking of asking Zayn." His eyes narrow, "Zayn?" he asks questionably. I smirk. "Yes." "Really? Or is this another one of your jokes, joker?" I giggle, then I pause."Admit it." I say. He lifts his eyebrows. "Admit what?" I poke him. "You know...that you..urm..never mind." I say looking away. "I like you." He whispers. I smile. He gets on a knee, "Kelly Breana Ronalds. Will you make me the happiest man on earth, and go to 't.v. dance with me?" I giggle, "Yeah but one thing." I say. "What's that?" he asks. "You..are NOT a man." I say giggling and running off, And he chases after me. I laugh, and I fall. "You and I both know I'm a man," he smiles. He pecks my lips and I stay there stunned.

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