Dear One Direction

Georgia's POV

Me and the boys were having a sleepover. I invited the girls, too. We were all in our pjs, but I was just in some sweats and a tank top.

"Hey, where's Niall?" I say when I notice his absence. The others didn't seem to notice and they looked around.

"Maybe he went to the loo," Harry says and shrugs. I nod.

"I'm going to change, it's a little cold in here," I say getting up from the couch. I make my way up the stairs and absent-mindlessly open my door and make my way to the dresser.

I hear a quiet gasp and my head shoots up. I turn around, holding my flannel pjs and see Niall, with my diary. He drops the diary on the floor.

"Niall..." I say counting to ten. It's not working.

"Georgia, I-"

"Get Out!" I yell. He stands there stunned, and I go over and push him.

"You invade my only personal space! Get out! Get away from my house! If you want to invade someone's space, go invade your own 'cuz it seems you have a lot of it!" I push him out of my room.

His eyes are watery.

"Georgia-" he reaches out for my hand, but I yank it away.

"Leave," I say through my gritted teeth. I slammed the door to my room.

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