Chapter Twenty-Seven

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELEANOR AND LUKE ~<|:DK

 


Chapter Twenty-Seven

Maura’s pov

Why are my dreams so realistic as getting an F for some math test? I wish my dream was real, that I had the guts to tell Zayn the truth. I wish he made me some cards to tell me he likes me, I wish we had kissed...

I want to go home. It's not that I don't like it here, I just want to go home, to do stupid games with Nick, to tell Marcus about Zayn, to have stupid conversations with Casper, to eat my mums food, and, most of all, to sleep in my own bed, in my own room. Eight more days, and then I'm home. And within a couple of weeks Casper and I are on our plane to Ibiza and the Ed Sheeran concert.

"MAAUUURRAAAA" I hear Eleanor sing.

"Yeah?"

The door flies open El comes into my room, closes the door and jumps on my bed.

"What?" I ask her.

"I just wanted to see your beautiful face" she says while she squeezes my cheek.

"Sure, what do you want?"

"Do you know why your lover is being so happy?"

"My lover?"

"Zayn, you dumb ass"

"My bum is smarter than an eight year old"

"So your bum is smarter than your brother"

"Nick is ten!"

"Oh, sorry"

"Well, I am hungry, and I am going to search food" I say getting up while someone knocks on my door.

"Password" I say

"Lotion" I hear Zayn say.

"You may enter my castle"

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