Play The Game (A One Direction Fanfiction)

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Chapter 34:

~(Jade's POV) After a few more minutes of deep breathing and empty thoughts, I got out of the shower and wrapped myself into the comfort of a towel. I walked quickly across the hall, holding my phone and towel, and made it into the comfort of my own room. I looked through my drawers, cursing that I didn't bring any clothes into the bathroom before my shower. I eventually found some comfortable sweats and a loose top. I didn't have anything planned for today, and considering the events of last night/early this morning, I don't think it's a bad thing if I tKe a quick nap.

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I woke up without completely realizing I had fallen asleep. I looked at the clock. 5:00 PM. I groaned, realizing I had slept my whole Saturday away. I crawled over my bed but something stopped me. I don't know why, but for some reason, my room was captivating me. My room is quite...childish actually. Two walls are painted a light blue, the other two white. I have a window on one wall, under it being me white desk, cluttered with pencils and my laptop. My other wall is my sliding door closet. In between those two walls was my television which was on a stand that held all of my video games, and electronic devices in general. (Nerdy). The wall adjacent to the window is the one with three pictures of me playing some sports, and my name plastered in pop out letters. Under those stands my twin bed and my nightstand. The last wall is the one I take most pride in, my trophy wall. Every trophy I have ever received from the countless sports and activities I have done, sits on a shelf on that wall. It's probably obnoxious to look at. I sighed, looking at the Beatles signed and framed picture I had gotten for Christmas and still haven't hung up, not knowing where. I took a last look at my room and decided that it needed a makeover. But that can wait until after homework. Fuck, I don't want to do homework. I pulled my heavy book bag onto my bag and looked at the books and assignments laid out in front of me, deciding which ones were most important. I picked to do my essay rough draft and math homework, thinking they would benefit me more than social studies. Just as I started to write my essay, my phone buzzed. I turned to see it was a text...from Niall. 'Hey love. You busy tomorrow? Maybe we can grab a bite to eat or something? -Niall" it read. Wait..did he just ask me out?

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