BuFFeL:
What? U just let him claim me like that? Wtf I'm not ur effing property Tris! XD I cri
01:10 pm
Tris:
U know u luv me, babe :*
01:11 pm
BuFFeL:
*sigh* I do, I do...
01:12 pm
Noukky:
GOALS!
01:13 pm
Annealex:
And now kiss!
01:13 pm
Tris:
What?
01:14 pm
BuFFeL:
Uhm...
01:14 pm
Me:
U know u want 2 *smirking face*
01:15 pm
Me:
Btw guys, I can't hang 2morrow
01:15 pm
BuFFeL:
Why u gotta b so mean?
01:16 pm
Annealex:
Awe, why? :(
01:17 pm
Me:
I'm meeting Mike's friends, we've been discussing this the whole last hour!
01:19 pm
BuFFeL:
Get some, bitch!
01:20 pm
Me:
Right...
01:20 pm
Noukky:
Srsly, have fun! And u better tell us everything detail!
01:21 pm
Natasha:
Don't fall in luv w/ them all!
01:21 pm
Annealex:
Are they all from Aus btw?
01:22 pm
Me:
Idk, but I think so
01:22 pm
Noukky:
Well, u better tell us if they're cute, mayb we can meet them 2 *wink wink*
01:24 pm
Me:
U r all v lucky I luv u all, ur so annoying
01:24
Annealex:
CUTE
01:25 pm
Me:
UR CUTE NOW SHUT UP lol
01:25 pm
I hate them so much sometimes, but I still love them... Does that even makes sense? Well, I never make any sense, so it doesn't matter all that much anyway.
Laris:
Can u all stop texting now? We're all srsly sitting next 2 each other!
01:28 pm
Natas:
Ur no fun :(
01:29 pm
Laris:
That's a fact known by many people
01:30 pm
BuFFeL:
Truuuuu tho
01:30 pm
I put my phone away and lay my head on my arms that are on the table. Lunch is over in a few minutes anyway. I'm so excited for tomorrow though, I really can't wait. Michael has told me multiple times that he wants me to meet his friends, but I'm not entirely sure why.
He talks about them a lot. Apparently they are with 4 people in total and they live together in an apartment here in Amsterdam for an unknown amount of time. I think it has something to do with their job or something, even though I don't think it would be logical for 4 friends to work together. Maybe they met at work or something?
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Me:
I'm already here, got here early...
12:53 am
Mikey <3:
We're on our way, will b there in a few :*
12:55 am
I was really nervous, I haven't seen Mike in 3 days except for texting. Actually I have only seen him once in my life too, so maybe it doesn't really count. I was really nervous about meeting his friends, though. What if they won't like me? Michael can say they'll like me very much, but I'm not too sure...
I love meeting new people, so it won't be that big of a deal. Well, it shouldn't be, but I couldn't help but notice how I got that same feeling I had on the day I bumped into Michael. That feeling in my lower stomach, you know, only a few times worse. I hope it's nothing bad and just like last time will just tell me that something good will happen. Because getting shoved by Michael was really good, no sarcasm.
I sat myself against the wall of the palace and sat down, trying not to touch anything with my skin, because who knows what happened here. I was thinking about what we'll do later, because we hadn't planned anything for that.
I have no patience at all, well I do, but I get bored easily, so I grabbed my earbuds, put them in my phone and listened to some music of Nickelback. I decided to play their album Dark Horse, because I felt like it. I don't know why, I just like it.
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I was jamming to Gotta Be Somebody silently with my eyes closed, because I can enjoy music more with my eyes closed. It makes it seems more like the music is literally flowing through my body, I love it. I was trying to do the drum part somewhere in the middle, but I knew I was failing, big time.
Suddenly my left earbud was pulled out, I felt someone sit beside me and I looked up. I saw Michael with my earbud in his ear, jamming along to the music, much like I did a few minutes ago.
"Why didn't you tell me you were listening to Nickelback? I would've went faster so I could listen with you." He pouted at me, still bobbing his head a little.
"Because I didn't saw you coming and I was bored, it's too late now." I was going to stand up, trying to get up on my feet, until a hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me back down.
"I want to finish this song, it's only one more verse." I nodded and sat beside him again. I tried to spot his friends somewhere, but I didn't get any wiser, because there was nobody right in front of us or something.
"Hey, where are your friends?" I asked him when we stood up together. He gave me a hand and pulled me up, me accidentally falling in his arms because of the sudden force. "Oops, sorry. I didn't expect you to do that."
"Don't worry, it's not bad having you in my arms." He jokes to which I playfully hit him in his chest. "And my friends are over there, in the middle of the square, admiring the huge statues outside of 'Madame Tussauds' because they're dorks like that."
"What? They never saw a museum full with famous people made out of wax?" I ask him and he shakes his head 'no'. "Oh that's a shame. I will definitely take you sometime."
I looked around the square, trying to look for people from who I thought would be Michael's friends. It seemed I didn't have to look much longer, because Michael waved them over so they came towards us.
The first one was a cute boy with light brown, curly hair and I could see his dimples from here. As I said, cute. The second boy had raven hair and dark eyes. He was pretty muscular and had a few tattoos on his left arm, one of them being and Indian. Honestly, he reminded me of my ex-boyfriend.
When I looked at the third boy, he looked straight in my eyes and I could feel my knees buckle.
Sweet mother of- wait, what? Oh my sweet Lord, what am I saying? What am I thinking, too? Am I even thinking at all?
The third boy.
Le garçon troisième!
El niño tercer!
DE DERDE JONGEN!
Great, I can't even speak Spanish...
I don't think he was even that special, but by the way I already got lost into his ocean blue eyes, I knew I was in deep, deep trouble.
No, you perverts, not that kind of trouble.
They walked towards me and introduces themselves. The cutie with dimples and nice hazel eyes was called Ashton, but I was allowed to call him Ash. The boy with tattoos introduced himself as 'Calum and not Asian'. His words, not mine. He was probably confused for an Asian a lot of times. Why didn't I see that? Now that he mentioned it...
Then the blond god with dreamy blue eyes and- shit! Is that a lip piercing? Fuck, that's hot.
I'm losing myself here! Focus, Kimberly!
Well... He was called Luke, just saying.
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Guyfriends ~ Luke Hemmings
FanfictionKimberly had made a lot of friends in her life. She loved them all and she always felt loved when she was with them. It was like a whole group of misfits, who were all very different from each other and that's why they completed each other perfectly...
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