
We accept the love we think we deserve.
Niall
Jazz band was fun and eventful as usual. When I went home, I was so hungry, I opened up a family sized bag of chips and ate them all by myself. I was bored. I thought about Loren, and how I would love to get to know her better. I wanted to kick myself for all those times that I could have talked to her, but was too shy to. I don’t know why I was so shy. I felt like turning away every time I looked into her eyes. Wow. That could be lyrics to a song... I feel like Zayn would sing that... I don’t know... I gotta get me guitar and a pencil and paper and write this down.
I opened my laptop in front of me to check Twitter. I pulled my guitar over my head and strummed a few chords. “Na, na, na, na-” Hmm.“ Na, na, na.....na, na.” I played along with this and just browsed my computer playing the same thing over and over again. It was catchy. I wonder how many na’s are there. I never did count. Oh well, I’ll just wing it.
Pretty soon, I got a text from Harry.
Hey, i’m going to a party with Louis, Zayn, Leah, Erin and Ellie. Liam and Sheila might come.Loren will be there too;)
I didn’t even think about it. First of all, I was really, really bored. Second of all, Loren would be there.
I’m in. can you maybe come get me? I don’t have a way of getting there. Both of my family’s cars are gone.
I got a text back.
sure. be there soon.
Now’s is my chance to be able to talk to Loren. I played a little song on my guitar and smiled, thinking of what I could say to Loren to make her like me.