Chapter Eight

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Liam asks me out two days later while I'm walking down the hallway to rehearsal.

I say yes and he smiles so wide that I think his face may crack into millions of pieces.

And suddenly I'm smiling too.

However, my smile falters as Styles brushes passed us both and walks into the rehearsal room.

And I'm still not sure if he slammed the door, or if my ears were just so numb that even a paper clip hitting the ground would have sounded like an explosion.

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