Still Stuck in the time

Chapter 13

A/N: HEEEEYYY READERS! Thousand reads wowieee :) 

OMG ITS CHAPTER THIRTEEENNN!! In a couple of chapters I will announce when I will be ending  this book cause I don't want to make it very long so max is 20 to 25 chapters! 

If I make it longer than that then it may not have a story line anymore and shit like that.

AAAANDDDD A few chapter before this book ends I will ask you guys for your feedback and you guys have to tell me which boy you want me to do a fanfiction of next.

I might have a story up my sleeve ;)

Enough talking lets head over to the new Chapter :)

LEEETSS PAARTAAAY

p.s: I love the GIF on the side because when I see these boys smile, I smile. I JUST FEEL HAPPIER OKAY! Don't judge me or I'll start crying

I bet nobody reads my Author's Notes ^_^

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Chapter 13:

 *Abby's POV*

 The time finally came that I was about to send my applications. I had never been sure about anything in my life. My parents could not have been any prouder; that their eldest daughter was applying to one the best universities in London.

I had managed to keep my grades high and took part in a lot of extracurricular activities. Only my parents knew about me applying to university, I hadn't even told Zayn yet. 

But I was going to tell him when I either got in.

I also applied to a couple local universities but honestly I didn't want to stay here anymore. I may sound like some explorer but I really wanted to venture out of this city and country.

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I got ready for another day of school. Today was the day the boys would be giving their songs in. Ms. Willow told them it was either helping out for the carnival or writing a song and if it was good enough the chosen song would be performed for on stage, during the carnival's concert.

I was pretty sure the boy's song would get chosen, I mean their voices sounded amazing and they were just perfect once put together.

They had worked on a couple songs and chose the perfect one. They were always practicing up in Liam's room and I was always singing along up in my room. 

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Liam's room was neat and clean but still had a few clothes lying here and there. His books were neatly piled up in a shelf. His shirts were neatly hanged on hangers and pants were folded and placed together. 

While Niall's room had clothes thrown all around the place. The only things that were kept neatly were his hats and beloved and precious shoes. His guitar was placed in the corner of his room. His study table has loads of music paper and most of his school books.

*Niall's POV*

I sat alone in the music room with my guitar. I was wearing some teals jeans with a white shirt which had something made on it with that I had kept a pair of my favorite sunglasses in one of the pockets. Without any doubt I wore my supras which were plain white.

 I placed my precious guitar on my lap and tuned it. I strummed my fingers along the chords as the chords vibrated against the feel of my fingers.