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y/n's pov:

"he was up all fucking night making the slideshow" nick stated

"slideshow of what?" angie retorded

"pictures of him and y/n"

"thats his way of apologizing?" angie sassed

"he does it all the time" he laughed

i got the courage to walk up to karls room, taking a deep breathe before i knocked

"come in!" he shouted

i stepped in quietly shutting the door behind me and seeing karl groaning slamming down his computer in frustration until he looked up and saw it was me so he shut it off and smiled

"y/n?" 

"i wanted to talk"

i sat down comfortably on his bed and cuddled the pillow next to me

"im sorry i was overreacting 100% yesterday, plus taylor probably heard me god im sorry for that too if i hurt her feelings" i spoke

"no it was my fault ive been ditching you so much, nick has been more of a best friend then me" he lightly laughed

"did you make another slideshow?"

"how'd you know" he rolled his eyes playfully

he opened up his laptop and sat closer beside me to play the slideshow

"no idea how u make new ones every time" i laughed

i saw him looking at me from the corner of my eye and my cheeks went red

"i save photos and videos every time" he admitted

"you know this isn't the last time we fight right?"

"yea basically" he laughed

"thanks k, these slideshows do mean so much to me" i smiled

he pulled me for a hug and returned the smile

"dont cry anymore ok?"

"ill try not to" i laughed