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I had showered, washed my hair and changed into a pair of ripped boyfriend jeans and a cropped grey tshirt. I stuffed my bare feet into a pair of black Converse and ran my fingers through my damp hair. I could hear talking downstairs and I looked at my door. I had to go downstairs anyway as it was nearing 1pm so I couldn't get told off for it. I grabbed my khaki jacket that was hanging up on the back of my door and walked out, heading downstairs to where all the guys where. I sat down on the last step and rested my chin on my hands, watching the guys in front of me. Joey was seated on the sofa with Erik and Oli on either side of him. It made sense, they were the nicest and calmest out of everyone. Carter was next to Oli and the rest of the guys were standing up, looking at Joey who was

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