Just Another Punk

Punk Louis :P A dream come true. Haha Yep. I think it would make a good story so there you go. Haha a bad boy. :P

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1. Moving | Ice Cream

Jacqueline POV

"Jay!" Harry yelled my name.

"I'm coming!" I yelled at him. I ran down the stairs and stopped at the bottom.

"Hazz?" I called his name looking around.

"Come on. I'm in the kitchen." I heard his voice call. I walked to the kitchen and sat down.

"Here I made dinner." he said as he slid a plate of spaghetti over to me. I began to eat and he joined me.

"So you figured everything out?" I asked.

"Yeah. Plane Tickets and I found a good place for us." he said and shoved food in his mouth.

"So that's it we're moving out of the country?" I added. He swallowed his huge boulder of spaghetti and said, "I know but it's best. We have to leave. If we stay in England you're just going to get hurt." I sighed. He's right. I got him into this problem too. Mom is really nice but I moved in with Harry because I didn't want to trouble her and dad. It was nice to see them again at their wedding though. I kept eating.

"So where are we moving to?" I asked out of the blue.

"Georgia." Hazz responded blandly.

"As in the US?!" I half yelled. He ate what was left in his mouth and nodded.

"Calm down now." He said and we kept eating.

"I have a question. Why is my hair black and yours is brown?" I asked.

"I don't know. Why do blondes have ginger kids." Hazz replied as I cracked a smile.

"So tomorrow?" I questioned. He nodded and put his plate in the sink. I did the same when I finished and ran upstairs. I went to my room and started packing clothes. I put a couple pictures in an blank photo album and stuffed it in the bag. Call me a kid but I have kept a teddy bear since I was 12. Haha! I stuffed him in another bag and zipped it up. I finished packing and left out an outfit for tomorrow. I sighed and laid down. We're leaving our house tomorrow and we are moving away from everyone we know and love. All of this thanks to me. I can't help it though. Harry got upset but he's trying to protect me. If he wasn't he would of told me. I went back downstairs and grabbed my skateboard.

"Where are you going?" Harry stopped me.

"Don't worry I'll be back by eight." I said and walked out. I got down the front steps and jumped onto my board. I started to ride.

"Where should I go?" I asked myself. I was in my thoughts when I fell. I landed on my ass and looked in front of me. I crashed into someone.

"I'm sorry." I said as I shot up.

"Naw. It's cool," he replied as he took my hand. "I'm Ed." he said as I responded saying, "Jackie."

"Wait aren't you Ed Sheeran?" I asked getting a bit excited without showing it.

"Yeah," he smiled.

"I like listening to your music," I said as I picked my board up.

"Really what's your favorite?" he asked.

"Three way tie," I laughed and added,

"As an apology why don't I buy you an ice cream?" I said and we walked to the parlor. I paid for the ice cream and we sat down.

"So what are the three songs?" he asked me.

"Lego House, You break me, and Autumn Leaves." I smiled and kept eating my ice cream. He smiled and I took out my phone and clicked on the address book and put new contact.

"Hey, I lost my number can I have yours?" I asked along with a cheesy wink. He laughed and typed it in. Ha handed me his phone and I did the same.

"So can we meet up again sometime?" He asked. I scratched my head, "You see I'm kind of moving to the US tomorrow." I admitted.

"Oh. Well what part?" Ed asked with a smile.

"Georgia." I said plainly. We got up and left the store.

"I have a friend over there. If you meet a Louis say hi to him for me. Will you?" he ran through. I smiled and said, "sure. Hey I have to go my brother's waiting for me to get back home." We said goodbye and hugged. I grabbed my board and jumped on. I got home and there was Harry.

"It's 8:30" he said with an angry face.

"I know I'm sorry Harry." I said and ran upstairs. 

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