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Bryn's POV
From Potato
Potato Guy: Hey Bryn
Potato Guy: Brynny
Potato Guy: Where u at
Potato Guy: eh
Potato Guy: I'm waiting for the other boys so I can do my solo
Bryn Taylor: hi
Potato Guy: heyo
Bryn Taylor: What are you recording?
Potato Guy: songs for four
Bryn Taylor: Four?
Potato Guy: our next album
Bryn Taylor: Who came up with the name?
Potato Guy: Me (:
Bryn Taylor: that makes a lot of sense
Potato Guy: What's that supposed to mean
Bryn Taylor: It means you're Niall and you named your second album four
Potato Guy: We're on our fourth
Bryn Taylor: Oh
Bryn Taylor: That makes that name a little better
Bryn Taylor: Like 0.01% better
Potato Guy: It's a good name!
Bryn Taylor: Well, I mean, compared to the others, it's a little less....
Bryn Taylor: Party and fun
Potato Guy: That's what this album is, its more chill
Potato Guy: For like, 3 songs
Bryn Taylor: Okay, Okay
Bryn Taylor: You're a brilliant album namer
Potato Guy: Thank you
Potato Guy: and I was thinking I could pick you up tonight for ice cream or something
Bryn Taylor: Oh, my parents are taking me out tonight for a dinner
Potato Guy: 5 days
Bryn Taylor: Stop reminding me
Bryn Taylor: It's like you're counting down the days because you want to leave
Potato Guy: Well, it's a little exciting
Potato Guy: And the sooner I leave, the sooner I can come back and call you my girlfriend
Bryn Taylor: If we're still both single
Potato Guy: Well I know I'll be, and Chris isn't coming back any time soon, so we're good
Bryn Taylor: What if Taylor swift came up to you and asked you out
Potato Guy: She already went out with Harry
Potato Guy: bro code, I can't go out with her
Potato Guy: Oh, my turn (: I'll text you later
Bryn Taylor: Oki doki
Well now I feel more guilty about going out with Chris tonight. Well, it also might not work out.
"Bryn, there's that boy at the door, and not the Irish one," I heard my mom yell. It's not even time yet. I ran downstairs and found Chris at the door waiting.
"Hey, I was thinking we could leave early and go to the beach or something. There's gonna be a little get together there. If that's okay with you, Mrs. Taylor," Chris said.
"Oh yes, that's fine. You're still in school, right?" My mom asked. Of course she'd ask that.
"Yes, m'am."
"Bring her back before midnight," she replied.
"You ready?" he asked and I looked down at my outfit.
"You look perfect, let's go," he chuckled. We walked to his car and he opened the door for me.
"Fancy, fancy."
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"You want a beer?" Chris asked as I sat on a log watching the beach party go. Oh, there's another shirtless girl. That makes, six? No, seven.
"No thanks, I don't drink yet."
"Yet? You're seventeen, I think you're good," he tried to convince me.
"No, I promised I wouldn't drink for the first time at a party."
"C'mon, I'm watching you, And you'll just get buzzed, not drunk." He kept pushing me until I took the bottle and started to chug it. Well, it tastes better than the non-alcoholic beer.
"Woah, you're already halfway done!" he cheered.
"I was a little thirsty," I looked down in embarrassment.
"Don't be embarrassed, that was cool," he said. "Want to go over to all the people?"
"They're all naked," I pointed out.
"I know you really want to, but I'd prefer your shirt on," he teased.
"Okay, fine, let's go."
We ended up playing a few rounds of truth or dare, spin the bottle, and beer pong. Which apparently I'm really bad at. I've only had like, five drinks, and I'm still not drunk. To me at least.
I took out my phone and decided to text Niall.
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I started playing trivia crack. I'm obsessed. And I need more players.
Dedicated to @majadiana
fav song rn is to the side
