Meet Me in the Meadow

Dreams are like fireflies. You have to catch them in order to see the beauty, but once they stop lighting up, they die. That sums up my life. An eighteen year old girl, who sits alone everyday in the same spot wondering what to do with her life. If anyone wants to save me from ending it, tell them to meet me in the meadow. I bet you no one will show up.
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17. A Warm Feeling

In his arms, sat the cutest fluffy kitten I have ever seen. It had grey long fur and bright blue eyes, just like mine. 

 "Harry...where did you get her?" I cooed, taking the little kitten from him.

 "We found her on the streets in California." A guy said, walking into the room.

 He startled me half to death. He had brown slicked up hair, and blue/green eyes. He was wearing tan trousers with a simple brown v-neck tee. He was kind of good looking, but I keep that to myself.

 "Oh, and I'm Louis. I live here." He said quickly, sitting on the stool next to Harry.

 "Hi." I mutter, sitting down on the couch with the kitten.

 Harry gets up and sits next to me, wrapping his arm around me. I laid my head on his shoulder, and took in the sweet smell of his cologne. 

 "Ooh, so this is the girl you are always talking about, huh Harry?" Louis teased, Harry turning a deep shade of red.

 "Louis!" He shrieked, putting his hands over his head.

 I reached over and grabbed his hands. He intertwined his fingers between mine and I smiled at him.

 "It's okay. Don't be embarrassed. I'm sure there are worse things about you that Louis can tell me. Right Louis?" I smirked at him, Harry ferociously shaking his head at Louis.

 "Don't do it Lou!" He begged.

 "Well...Harry LOVES to get naked all the time, he loves cats, he cried once because he didn't get to kiss his Mum goodbye, and OH, he dated a 30 year old." Louis listed off, me laughing uncontrollably.

 "Lou! Things I don't want people to hear! And you, missy...You are going to get it!" Harry grinned.

 He put his hands on my waist, and started to tickle me. I flailed around and quickly put down the cat before she could get hurt. I tried to get away, put he just kept on pulling me back. I could barely breath, me laughing so hard. He finally stopped, and pulled me into his lap. His arms fully wrapped around me, I felt safe again. Like nothing bad could ever happen. It was a warm feeling having him here with me.

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