I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING. I AM SOOOO SORRY! This chapter is a filler, but the next chapter will be better.
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Oh and the picture to the side is of Molly and Annabelle
After football practice, Annabelle and I went over to the store that was recently built around the corner, and got the supplies we needed for the brilliant prank she told me about. I know your thinking, "I thought you were thinking about how fit Niall was!" Well during the last 10 minutes, I convinced myself that he was still that fat ass 3 years ago, not a six packer with a v-line going towards his business.
"Bye, Annabelle!" I waved as I walked up my driveway. I entered my average house and my nose was immediately filled with the delicious smell of my grandma's classic Chicken Noodle Soup. As soon as I recognized the smell, I ran into the kitchen and engulfed my grandpap and grandma in a bear hug.
"How are you!" I exclaimed. I haven't seen my older folks in quite awhile since they had moved to London earlier in the year. I don't exactly know why, they never brought themselves to spit out the truth. I knew "We wanted a change" wasn't the correct excuse since they told me on how much they loved the peace and beauty of Mullingar a little over a month before.
They thought they could confuse me. Psh... No one out fools Molly! Well that's besides Niall of course. Thinking of Niall... didn't he say to check my Snapage about 2 hours ago? Right before my practice.
"Well I'm gonna go upstairs and call Niall." I started to move towards the door, when my grandma squealed in delight and my grandpap clapped in what you might think as joy.
Did I really forget that they absolutely adored that little douche next door. They think we should get married and have babies.
GROSS. Babies with Niall? Oh hell no! But I would get to touch that body again and our hair colors (brown and dirty blond) would make a good combination...
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