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text ➙ little drummer girl

Mohammad: Oh, nothing really, I just wanted to remind my beautiful girlfriend that she's beautiful.

Imogen: See, it's texts like these that make me wish I wasn't a trillion miles away from you. :( You're the sweetest, Mojojojo.

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text ➙ little drummer girl

Mohammad: Guess what, buttercup?

Imogen: Oi, I'm no good at guessing. What's up, sweets?

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How can I provide you with such, cutie? 

I don’t know, I think I need some proof..

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You're such a cutie, Mojojojo. You know you're my one and only, right? 

They better not.

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Probably not, but he doesn't have to worry. He's my number one band boy :) 

Harry seems to chase anything with boobs, but will Mo like the competition?

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Do you think if I change my name to Georgia Rose that One Direction will chase after me? Just a thought. 

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Best Song Ever - One Direction

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Text to: Eli

Eli: Feeling 'just right'- ponytails.

Immy: That's great to hear, E. How're things with Ms. Edwards?

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Text to: Eli

Eli: ME?

Eli: ME, YEAH?

Eli: Hi.

Immy: 'Sup, Goldylocks?

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Ode to Sleep | Momogen

Mo: chuckled at her response. "I bet it's a little bit of both. Wouldn't surprise me any, you're pretty spectacular," he complimented with a smile. His smile only grew as she referred to him as lovebug; it was sweet, and he certainly didn't mind the cheesiness of it. "Then we'll have a little picnic for ourselves," he laughed, nodding his head at the suggestion. Hearing that her father was a fan of him, he wiped off his forehead jokingly. Though, he meant it. Knowing that her father approved of him was a big relief, and he enjoyed him as well. He didn't mind hanging around Imogen when her dad was there, it was always fun, and the love they shared between each other was sweet. He laughed as she pulled him downstairs, waiting to return to the movie later. As she directed him to take a seat, he shrugged it off, following her around the kitchen.Once she began to prepare the sandwiches, he slowly moved his hands around her waist, pulling her back against him as he leaned down to kiss her cheek. "Anything I can help with?" he asked, not wanting to sit and watch.

Imogen: giggled as she felt Mo's much larger hands wrap around her waist. The kiss that was placed on her cheek sent a series of chills rolling down the girls spine. It's been a while since she's felt so safe in anothers arms. Mo gave off that vibe, that he'd never let anything happen to her as long as they were together and Imogen appreciated that. She set out four slices of bread and laid cheese down on them. Still staying tight in Mo's embrace, she maneuvered herself carefully to turn on the stove to cook the bacon. She laid a few slices down and let them sizzle. A quick moment of silence passed between the two before Imogen spun herself in his arms and wrapped her arms rightly around his neck. She needed to be on her tippy toes to be able to be face-to-face with him. "I'm really, really glad you decided to come keep me company. I love having you here, Mojojojo." She said silently just so he could hear. Her hand moved to cup his cheek gently as she pulled him into her, pressing a kiss to his lips. She let them linger for a while before pulling away and letting a wide smile form to her lips. She could feel her cheeks burning and looked away a bit, her eyes redirecting to the pan of bacon.

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Text to: Eli

Immy: YOU.

Immy: YEAH, YOU.

Immy: Hi.

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Awww, aren't you the sweetest? 

Fair enough! If they cause you any trouble, I’ll buy you all the cotton candy in the world.

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Alrighty, I trust you, lovebug. But I'm crossing my toes too, just in case! 

I don’t see any reason they wouldn’t love you. You’ll be fine, my little drummer girlfriend.

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Well, I hope you're right. Maybe being a big child myself will make 'em love me a lot more. Cross your fingers! 

Well hopefully they go easy on you. They don’t take to me bringing girls home very well, at least the oldest one. But I think you’ll get along just fine once they get to know you.