With Your Love

Chapter 60

Chapter 60

The credits of 'Up' played once again as I stared at my phone, wondering what I was supposed to say. Tonight had been great, after we had arrived home from the hospital, we pulled out all sorts of ingredients and started baking while music had been floating through the air. Josh had come over as well, and it just seemed great.

Except for the fact that I had no idea where Niall was.

I stared at my phone, wondering as to why Harry hadn't come over. He seemed so keen on seeing Jake for the last time, the two of them really had hit it off.

Currently, it was around 2 in the morning and everyone had drifted off, including Taylor as well. I sighed slightly, wishing she was up so we can talk, I just felt as though I needed to get something off of my shoulders.

After what seemed like eternity I finally decided to switch the telly off, and get to sleep. It didn't sleep like Niall was going to be coming here tonight, but it's not as if he had too.

He is not your property, Valerie

I scowled at my conscious; she can be a major bitch at times. As I was about to stretch my muscles and force myself to sit up, I heard loud knocking, well banging rather, on the door. Startled, I stood up glancing around. Who the bloody hell was that?

Was I supposed to answer the door to a stranger at 2 in the morning?

Before I knew it, my feet were shuffling down the hallways, my fuzzy socks keeping me warm from the cool tile floor. Once I had reached the door, I realized how stupid I was. I couldn't possibly open the door to a stranger at this time!

So, I did it anyways.

I couldn't even ask who was at the door just for the mere fact that I would have to scream and that would wake all the others.

My fingers curled against the door knob as I unlocked the lock that kept us safe and mentally prepared my last words.

The door had slightly creaked upon, and it took me a couple of seconds to recognize the boy wearing a trench coat who stood on my porch.

Complete and utter shock had basically slapped me in the face as I stared at the boy who stumbled past me, and stepped into my house. The intoxicating smell of alcohol filled my nostrils as I quickly closed the door.

The door had ended up slamming louder then I had planned it to, and I couldn't help but cringe out the contact.

I then realized Niall was in my house, and I think I had the right to be cross at him. Why the hell was he stumbling in my house, drunk at two in the bloody morning?

As I had opened my mouth to either scold, or laugh at him as he struggled to stand straight up, he cut me off.

Niall waved his hand around, as if trying to shush me, "Sh, you are too loud Valerie."

I scrunched my face at his comment, I hadn't even spoken yet! My body pressed against the cool wall as Niall quickly jumped onto my kitchen counter, resting his head against one of my cabinets.

My lips had parted once again, this time I was determined to speak my mind, "How were rehearsals?"

Niall's eyes opened a little wider then they had been before, his lips forming a little 'O' shape. Seconds had turned into what seemed like minutes before he had finally opened his mouth. With every passing moment, my anger rose, because if there one thing I simply cannot stand it's lying. I watched as Niall's drunk self tried to stay focus on the question and I so desperately wanted to know as to why he was drunk, but that wasn't my business.

"It was alright, you know how hard it was," Niall had stopped mid sentence and let out a slight cough while continuing, "Louis just doesn't want to sit still!"

A somewhat forced, breathy laugh escaped Niall's lip as he gave me a wobbly smile, the alcohol obviously making it hard for him to stay focused.

Anger flooded through my as my fists stayed clenched, causing crescent moons to be indented into my palms.

I mangled to take in a sharp breath, muttering the words that sat like venom in my mouth, "That's strange. You know, Louis was with me at the hospital. He had absolute no bloody idea what you were on about because apparently rehearsals don't start until you actually get out to America, you wanker."

There, I had said it. It's as if someone had taken my heart and stabbed it multiple times with a butter knife, slow but painful. Why was he doing this to me?

Immediately, Niall's eyes had widened to the point where I was scared they might pop out of his head. He opened his mouth, but what I had expected to come out was not what had tumbled from his lips at all.

I heard a little, muffled meow coming from Niall's direction causing me to stare at him, baffled. However, Niall stared back at me with the same exact expression that I had.

Niall and I stared at each other for what seemed like a fairly long time before a small sigh left my lips.

I couldn't ignore the meow, I mean what the hell was that? I heard a sort of gasp or scream leave Niall's mouth, causing me to flinch back. Jesus, it scared me.

My glanced over towards Niall and it seemed as if a light bulb had literally went off above his head. He took out a hand that was in his trench coat and slowely pulled it out, cradling what seemed like a huge cotton ball from this distance.

However, when this huge cotton ball meowed, I knew it was nowhere near a cotton ball.

Realization dawned at me as I stared back at the little fluff of white in Niall's hands, causing me to gasp, "Is that a bloody kitten, Niall? Where did you even get that?"

Niall's facial features had lit up as he held onto the small kitten lightly, "That's why I had come here! I wanted to give you this cat, it's for Lacey. I know she really likes them."

His words had come out slurred, the alcohol clear in his system. He jumped off of the counter and wobbled towards me, as I just stared at him with my mouth hanging open.

You have got to be kidding me. Niall got a kitten. A freaking kitten, for Lacey. I couldn't help but bring my face up to my head, smacking myself. His hands help out the meowing ball of cotton, a grin lighting up his features, making him look like he doesn't give a shit about anything else.

Even though my anger towards Niall was through the roof there was literally nothing I could do. Niall was unbelievably drunk, he could barely even stand!

My hands reached for the kitten, immediately awing at its cuteness. The kitten was my dream kitten, white as snow with eyes greener than Harry's.

Now safely in my arms, I cradled the small animal, my heart literally breaking over how cute this cat was, honestly it should be illegal.

Niall groaned loudly in what seemed like anger causing me to look over at him, my eyebrows risen onto my forehead. What the hell does he have to complain about?

"You make this so, so hard Valerie." Niall stated, his voice coming out strained as if he was in actual pain.

The familiar feeling of anger once again coursed through my veins causing me to see red. Words cannot even explain how pissed that made me, I decided to not question his sorry drunk ass and I'm the one who is making it hard?! I looked over at him and couldn't help but snap, "I make this hard? You're the one who lied to me and then showed up at my house, drunk of your fucking ass-"



Niall had stepped closer, closing the little distance we even had before. He gently grabbed the small kitten from my hands, who was cozily wrapped in what seemed like Niall's sweater. His hands lowered and placed the small animal onto the ground. I scowled and looked back at Niall who had leaned into me, placing his hands on either side of the counter, basically trapping me between the cool granite counter and his own body.

Niall had placed his head against my own, and no matter how angry I was I didn't pull away from his touch. A sense of comfort had washed over me, as if everything was going to be okay. I couldn't even begin to explain how much I wanted to pull away, to show Niall that he was no going to have this sort of effect on me, making me forget that I was cross with him. It seemed as if Niall had leaned in with every passing moment and I couldn't move. It was literally as if I was paralyzed, half of me wanted to push him away, the other half wanted to grab him by his collar and kiss him until my lips were bruised.

Well, there goes any self control I had.

"I've tried so hard Valerie you don't understand. I'm too selfish, all I ever think about is myself." Niall breathed, his breath warm against my lips, smelling mostly of alcohol.

It was as if I needed his lips on mine to reassure that whatever fight was about to surface between us two, it will turn out alright.

My lips parted slightly, trying to speak my mind before I forgot that I was indeed angry, "You lied to me Niall, and you continued to do so. I don't even know where you ran off to for crying out loud. You then came to my house, drunk may I add, at two in the morning, what do you expect me to do?"

Niall nodded, his eyes closed as if my words had caused him pain, "I know baby."

I glanced up and looked at Niall's closed eyelids, not knowing what to do. I was angry, but I was also hurt. It literally hurt, with every heart beat, every blink of my eyes.

"What do I do, Niall?"

At my words, Niall's eyes had opened, and it was then I noticed the unmistakable dark circles contrasting against his otherwise milky white skin.

I didn't have to think twice to know they were from lack of sleep.

I didn't even waist for an answer, I just needed to know that it will be alright. However it seemed as if Niall had similar thoughts, as we both had closed the little gap that had kept his lips away from my own.

Our lips had moved slowely against each other, time not a worry at all. His lips were warm, so warm and inviting making my insides warm as well. It was as if honestly, nothing mattered, everything had faded to mere nothingness and the only thing that mattered was Niall. My hands had wrapped around his neck loosely, wanting to somehow get closer, as Niall's had moved from the counter to my hips. His grip was loose as well; it was as if one of us squeezed too hard, the other would be gone.

*

~Taylor's Point Of View~

I was a gonner, by far. I couldn't help but expect for something great to be the outcome of this whole 'friends with benefits' thing with Josh, but let's be honest. We were destroying our friendship but I literally couldn't stay away from him. It was when I had found out that Josh wanted to move back home, that I had also discovered my feelings for him.

A small sigh had left my mouth as I wrestled my legs into the pair of skinny jeans I had been trying to squeeze into for the last 15 minutes. I had absolutely no idea what had happened last night, since both Niall and Valerie were crashed on the couch and I had no recollection of Niall even being at our house last night. All that I was aware of now was the fact that Niall could barely stand with his hangover, and all of us were rushing the fastest we could; the last thing we needed was for Jessie to kill one of us because they had missed their flight.

Once both my legs were successfully placed into my jeans. I stared rummaging through the pile of clothes that was on my floor. I picked up a shirt and bought it up to my nose, making shirt it was clean.

EW defiantly not clean

I threw the shirt across the room, moving onto the next in the pile.

A small, almost inaudible 'meow' drifted through my room causing me to throw the shirt in my hand in surprise and glance around my room.

Slowely, I turned towards the thing that had caused the sound, and of course there was a freaking cat in front of my door. I felt my eyes widen in surprise as I just stared back at the small animal. It seemed as if it had cocked is head to the side, wondering who I was.

My mouth opened, and before I knew it, I was arguing with a cat, "Don't look at me, last time I checked we didn't have a cat. So get out or start paying rent or some shit."

The cat had said nothing, but my confusion level had risen to the max. What the bloody hell was going on? However, before I had decided I had gone mad, I called out for Valerie, making sure I wasn't the only one who saw the cat.

Her reply had come moments later, "What?"

I managed to scream out as loudly as I could, "When did we get a cat?"

A few seconds later, the sound of Valerie's footsteps echoing down the hallway. The door of my room had flew open to revel Valerie, who seemed like she was ready to leave. Her eyes wondered around my room and once they had landed onto the cat, she bought her hand up to her face and literally face palmed.

Valerie had groaned, her facial expression was none less then 'You have got to be kidding me.'

"I'll explain later, right now we need to hurry! Jessie is threatening to throw me out of the window if they miss their flight"

She had reached down and scooped the small kitten into her arms and just like she had came, she was gone leaving me to find a clean shirt in the black hole that I had called my room.



*

~Valerie's Point Of View~

Niall had a hangover, so he had muttered a quick goodbye to Jessie, Mum and Jake and we were on our way. He offered to come to the airport as well, but I just needed some time to be alone. I wasn't exactly angry, I just needed to show him that I wasn't going to let him get away with the fact that he had lied to me. I highly even doubt he remembered any conversation we had last night, he had been piss drunk.

Taylor had driven as all here, something that we had disagreed with, however she had done it either way.

The sound of someone's phone beeping snapped me back into my senses, followed by the sound of Taylor rummaging through her purse.

Once she had unlocked her phone, a smile had grown onto her face as she read a text message that was undoubtedly from Josh.

"Uh Valerie, I need to head on over to the bakery, Josh ordered a cake or something for when Lace comes home and he doesn't know which one to pick so I'm going to help him. Do you think you can catch a cab to the hospital and pick up Lacey and then bring her home? We should have the cake by then." Taylor started, her eyes drifting off her phone screen to look up at me.

I nodded, the idea sounding perfect to me, "Make sure it's chocolate though!"

Taylor nodded, shooting me her pearly whites before she had stood up to say her farewells.

Mum, and Jessie both stood, Jake too busy playing on his mum's phone to notice what was going on around him.

Mum had gone in for a hug first, basically crushing Taylor with her hug. However, Taylor didn't seem to mind, she returned the hug, a smile on her face. Taylor wasn't exactly as close to her parents as I was, they just never seemed to understand what Taylor had wanted to do in life. She didn't want to grow up and be a doctor like her mum or a lawyer like her father. All she has ever wanted was to do something that had made her happy, not what made her parents happy. Taylor had reminded my mum on multiple occasions that it seemed like she was all the family she had left.

"I'm going to miss you so much sweetie, ring me often alright? Especially when college starts I need a ring on the first day, tell me how all your classes are and everything are I will haul your ass back to the states with me. Stay out of trouble okay, Taylor? I love you" Mum told her, although her voice was wobbly, trying to keep the tears from falling. Taylor had nodded and whispered something to mum, and I didn't pry or pay attention any longer. I felt as though I was intruding on their goodbye and I had no right to do so.

Soon enough Taylor had moved on to Jessie who had given her a similar speech, and I managed to take a seat next to Jake who was surprisingly just staring at his mum's phone, it wasn't even turned on!

My eyebrows scrunched onto my forehead, the fact that Jake may be upset made my heart tug at the seams, "What's wrong Jake?

It seemed as though Jake had snapped out of whatever trance he was put under, his eyes drifting up to look at me, "I don't want to go home. I liked it here with you all, you were my friends. I won't have nobody when I get home."

He had spoken the words as if it has been on his mind for a very long time. I sighed and rested my head on his smaller on, trying to think of a reply that would lift his spirits.

"Mummy is going to have a baby soon, and then you won't be alone anymore. I will try my very hardest to visit a lot, we won't forget about you Jake. I will also bring Lacey, I promise it won't be long before you see us again."

Jake had simply nodded before Taylor had walked over to say her goodbye to him, ruffling his hair and placing a kiss onto his cheek, reminding him that they have yet to finish their adventure.



*



Soon after Taylor had left, it was my turn to say goodbye.

I had tried so hard not to think too much about it however, just the idea of having the house to myself and Taylor once again made me feel somewhat empty on the inside. I was homesick, I wanted to curl up in my onesie and drink hot chocolate, not having to worry about all the obstacles you need to face as an adult. It had taken a while for the thought to occur to me that not only will I miss my mum, with her leaving also meant growing up, and I didn't want to grow up.

A sigh had left my lips as I hugged my mum tightly, with her rambling in my ear reminding me to tell her how college is going, to remember that she is just a ring call away.

"A phone call won't be the same, mum." I had whispered into her ear, and I felt her nod in agreement. Her uncontrollable shaking hadn't gone unnoticed and I knew that I had made her cry with those words.

"Don't hog the child, it's my turn." I heard Jessie whine from behind my mum. Mum let out a breathy laugh as she sniffled, pulling away from the hug.

I offered her a teary eyed smile before Jessie had attacked me with her own embrace.

"Thank you for everything you've done and thank you for letting me eat all the food in your house, I'm still surprised you didn't kick me out." Jessie had told me, her speech a lot less heartfelt and more lighthearted, lifting the mood. I giggled slightly, however I couldn't help but sniffle, I mean I was still crying.

"Please don't cry Valerie you're going to make me cry and no one wants to see that. We will see each other very soon and I swear if you aren't there for the birth of my child I will never talk to you again, like seriously. Whether we see each other then, or at Lacey and Jake's wedding, we will see each other very soon so stop crying as if someone ate all your food- oh wait."

Jessie cracked a smile as she finished speaking, pulling away from me. I couldn't keep the smile off of my own face as the sound of the intercom flooded through the airport, calling for their flight.

I quickly walked over towards Jake and ruffled his hair, giving him a quick hug. There wasn't much left to say to him other then what I had already stated, "Goodb-"

Jake looked up at me, an almost smirk tugging at his lips, "You better not be saying 'goodbye'."

Laughter had escaped my lips a lot louder then I had thought, and I ended up laughing pretty damn hard.

I could just sense people giving me weird looks, here I was, tear stricken face laughing like a maniac.

"Let's get going then?" Mum asked as she stood, all of the bags gathered. Jessie nodded in agreement as she pulled the handle on one of her suitcases, giving me a smile.

"Love you!" Mum and Jessie managed to stay at the same time, making me lips turn up into a smile. Their feet had started to shuffle, the distance between us growing more and more with every passing moment. I was waving my goodbyes as they waved as well, when I noticed I hadn't replied.

My mouth had opened and a small, "Love you as well!" left my lips bout I doubt they had heard it, they were too far. My arm dropped to my side as I willed to keep the tears back



*



The taxi cab to the hospital had been quite, and boring but what was I expecting? The cab driver to burst into High School Musical songs for my entertainment?

I gripped onto the two steaming cups of coffee that I had picked up for Mr. and Mrs. Ross, maneuvering my body through the hospital, careful not to bump into someone. The hospital was oh too familiar and my feet seemed to know where I was going better than my own mind did. I was just so lost in thought, so sad mum had left yet so excited to bring Lace home.

Before I knew it, I was in front of the receptionist once again, and it seemed as if Fate was laughing at me. Of course it had to be the same one, I mean welcome to my life right?

It just seemed like one big whole coincidence.

Once I had reached her desk, she glanced up at me, pushing her glasses due to the fact they were slipping off.

She had pointed her pen towards the new flower pit the sat idly on her desk, "I got a new one."

I couldn't help the blush that started to rise on my cheeks, making me glance away in embarrassment.

A laugh floated through the air, and I knew the receptionist was teasing but it still made me feel awful.

"She's changed rooms, currently she is in room 143. If you go down the hallway and take a right it should the third door on your left." She explained quickly. I couldn't bring myself to look into her eyes, so I just nodded and started walking towards the room, the two steaming Styrofoam cups burning my poor hands.

My feet made contact with the tiles of the hospital floor loudly, making me cringe as it echoed down the hall. I turned the corner and had almost ran into someone, so I immediately backed up, almost dropping the coffee in the process.

I glanced up to see Mr. Ross looking back at me, a smile on his lips despite the fact his eyes were red beyond words, dark circles under his eyes contrasting with his stubble that he had.

"That coffee better be for me, I'm falling asleep standing up." He jokes, making smile although I did feel a bit throw off by his appearance.

I reached over and handed his cup, his smile appreciative, giving me his thanks. My hand shooed away his gratefulness it was just a cup of coffee after all.

"Where is Mrs. Ross?" I asked peering over his shoulder to see if she was behind him.

Mr. Ross jabbed his thumb over the shoulder, giving me a smile, "She's in with Lacey. I just need to make sure everything is all good to go and then Lacey is all yours for the day. She is so excited."

A small laugh had escaped his lips, making me smile as well, "That's great to hear."

He nodded simply, before we parted ways, both of us trying to reach our destinations.



*



I had knocked slightly on the door, but it had opened on its own before anyone had opened it. It was completely closed to begin with, however it still startled me. The door was wide open, and Mrs. Ross stood a couple feet away from it, a huge smile drawn onto her lips. I mean, it was the day Lacey was coming home, everything was going to be right again.

My hand help out her Styrofoam cup, "Bought you coffee."

Mrs. Ross pulled me in for a quick hug and took the cup with thanks, before taking a sip cautiously. I waved away her thanks, again it was just coffee, it's the least I could do.

"She's all yours! I'm going to run down to the cafeteria real quick to get Lacey some crackers. I'll be back in a second" Mrs. Ross explained, giving my shoulder a light squeeze. I nodded as she started to move towards the door, closing it quietly behind her.

I then took in my surroundings, this room a whole lot lighter then the last one. There wasn't much quipment in the room I currently stood in, more of a homey feeling vibrating through the paper thin walls.

Light poured through the open window illuminating the room, making me glance around. My eyes has landed onto body that laid on the bed peacefully.

I stared to move closer to her, my shoes making a 'click-clack' noise on the tiles.

She lay in her bed, her eyes closed slightly. The lighting in the room embraced her cheek bones, and collar bones making her seem that much more fragile and tiny. Her lips were drained of color like the rest of her face, I have never seen her so pale.

Lacey was wearing her favorite sundress in the entire world, one that Taylor and I had gotten her after a round of chemo she had gotten a while back. My hand reached out to touch her cheek lightly, and her eyes flew open at the contact. Her skin was cool to the touch, despite how warm the room was.

Once her eyes were opened, I almost gasped at how unbelievably tired she looked. Her facial features started to stretch into a smile as she rolled her head to face me.

"Hey Valerie, how are you?" She spoke timidly, her voice coming out a whole lot smaller then usually.

"I'm great but you look knackered, Lacey. You sure you don't want to go home to-"

Lacey had cut me off with frantic nodding of her head, "No please I really want to go to your house today. I've been looking forward to it."

I nodded at her request, I couldn't possibly say no. Also, I was too selfish to change the plans I wanted to be with Lacey, I too had been looking forward to today. She would know exactly how to lift my spirits.

My eyes once again danced around her room, taking in the new view. However, it was when my eyes had landed onto the withered, dead, flower on her bedside table that my heart lurched in my chest. It was the same flower that she had given to Jake, only to receive it back from him, a way to remember him.

I reached out to touch the dead petals as she watched me delicately touch the dying flower.

After a couple of moments, Lacey spoke, her voice coming out a whole lot more strained than usual. It was as if she had been forcing the words out of her mouth, as if it took every bit of energy to say these two words, "It's dying."

I glanced over at her and ran my hand over her cheekbone slightly, scared to touch her too harshly. It seemed as if she would break if I dared to touch her more than I already was.

Lost in thought, I picked the next words carefully, trying to lift her spirits, "Everything dies, Lace. It's part of life."

Her green eyes held mine in a gaze that was nothing but filled with tiredness. Lacey reached onto her face and held my hand, lowering it from her face. She instead entwined our fingers and let our hands lay on the bed.

Her hands were so much smaller then my own, making me smile. I never wanted her to grow anymore then she already had, I just wasn't ready. Sometimes I felt like a proud mother when it came to Lacey.

Lacey's eyes had drifted closed once again, her pale lips parted to speak the next words, "To die would be an awfully big adventure."

I couldn't help but nod and smile at her words, of course she would use a Peter Pan quote to relate things too.

The sound of her head rolling to the other side, an intake of a shark breath, snapped me back into reality and when I glanced up at her face I noticed how at ease it seemed. Her face seemed even paler in the way she was positioned, all the tiredness and worry seemed to have faded away when her eyes had closed; her grip on my own had loosening drastically.

I glanced up at my sleeping beauty, waiting for her to response. Moments had passed where neither a response had come nor the sound of her soft breathing.

My eyebrows had scrunched onto my forehead as I pulled my hand away from her much cooler and much paler than my own.

The sound of the door being knocked on made me jump in my seat, making me glance in the direction towards the door.

Anxiety started to flood through me as I reached over to touch her, to try and wake her, "Lace, you okay?"

Footsteps echoed down the room and I glanced up at what seemed like a nurse. Dressed in white, the nurse had come in with a smile on her face but when her face landed on Lacey, the smile had disappeared.

My heart seemed to be in my throat at this time, what was going on?

The nurse had muttered something under her breath as she dropped the clipboard in her clutches onto the chair.

She had practically flew over to Lacey, grabbing her hand into her own as I watched back in horror. I couldn't even manage to speak it was as if everything was happening slowely, yet too quickly at the same time. Absolutely no air made its way into my oxygen deprived lungs, causing me to gasp like a fish out of water.

The nurse dropped her hand, her head bowed as she shook her head slightly. Tears burned behind my eyes as my mind started to catch up with reality.

She turned towards me, her head still hanging low, "I'm so sorry for your loss."

I glanced over at her, my heart beating erratically in my ribcage, what the hell was going on?

The sound of a sharp scream and sob caused me snap my neck towards where the noise had come from, and it was when I saw Mrs. Ross with a hand over her mouth, screams of horror falling out her mouth when my world came crumbling down.

I immediately looked back at Lacey; my mind struggling to keep up, trying to make sense out of the entire situation. A loud ear piercing scream had ringed through the room and I hadn't even noticed it had left my own mouth. My body had started move, my mind completely and utterly shut off. I practically threw my body across her bed, grasping her hand into my bigger one, trying to get her to wake up.

My mouth had opened while tears had burned my vision, "Lacey don't even dare leave me I need you."

Lacey was sleeping beauty, but this sleeping beauty wasn't going to be waking up anytime soon.



Author's Note~
LISTEN TO THE SONG ON THE RIGHT!!!!!

I'm sorry I seriously can't stop crying im so sorry I had to do I just had to. Believe me I'm a mess I seriously can't even function I'm going to miss Lacey so much. There isn't much to say I'm too emotional to even think straight at the moment.

I love you all so much and if you are having a bad day I just want you to know that you are loved and you matter to me and just by reading this story you make me happy. So if you are gone then so is my source of happiness, right? So please don't leave me.

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****PLEASE NOTE IT MIGHT SAY "COMPLETED" BECAUSE I THINK YOUR STORY NEEDS TO BE COMPLETED IN ORDER TO ENTER THE WATTYS BUT IDK MAN. ANYWAYS NO THIS STORY IS NOT EVER I JUST CHANGED IT FOR NOW BUT I AM STILL UPDATING!****

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