The Pen-Pal Project (Larry Stylinson + Niam Horayne)

-Louis-

-Louis-

Perrie, Niall and I were back in Doncaster, unfortunately. School started yesterday and I wasn’t looking forward to going in today at all, not one bit. Luckily, There was only four more months until it was over for good.

“Louis, Niall is here, and so is the crazy girl, she’s got dead leaves in her hair” Mum said looking into my bedroom, I smiled from the wardrobe, yes I was in my wardrobe, so what. I stepped out and closed the door

“She’s a princess, but I think she’s more of a pixie, I don’t know” I replied, mum rolled her eyes and walked off, Lottie skipping past her blowing me a kiss, I caught it and threw it into the cupboard closing the door again and walking down the stairs to see Niall humping my lamp

“What are you doing?” I asked

“Oh a detailed impression of Liam when we were kidnapped” He smiled stepping away from the lamp

“Fair enough, want some more breakfast?” I asked because I hadn’t had any yet

“Of course, stupid question” Niall rolled his eyes

“Fuck yes, I’m starving. Gran tried to feed me bird seed this morning, adamant that it was musli” Perrie shuddered

“Lovely” I grimaced

“It was rather, I managed a mouthful and spat that out in the hedge, t least the birds get food, right?” She smiled sitting down at my table.

“Hey, so Niall the teachers were acting odd yesterday right?” I asked as Niall put some bread in for toast, because I Still am not allowed near the toaster. 

“Yeah, they were acting strange, although that may be because we threw a load of confetti over them screaming about ‘National fretinage day’ What the hell is that anyway?” He asked getting out all the jam, butter, nutella and retty muh the contence of my kitchen onto the table.

“I made it up, obviously” Perrie said rolling her eyes

“I smell toast, Louis get the hell away from that toaster” Mum called printing down the stairs

“Niall is doing it, mum” I whined

“Oh, oky, don’t let him eat everything, I need some food in the house” She warned walking out of the kitchen

“I want to make the next eice” I said jumping up and rushing to the toaster

“I don’t think that-“

“Let him, this’ll be hilarious” Perrie grinned

“Nothing will happen” I said looking into the toaster as it popped making me jump. I picked the toast out. It was hot. Like Harry kind of hot.

“right go on then” Perrie said leaning back in her chair, I grabbed four pieces of bread and put them in the toaster, pausing them down and setting the settings.

“So how hard is it to train a llama to become a slave, because my grans friends son owns a llama farm and I want to steal one” Perrie said grabbing some toast and buttering it

“Well, I’d say it’d be difficult to, but it sounds like a good idea, just sit on its back as it took you to the room you wanted and fetched the remote when your feet are cold” I grinned

“exactly” Perrie nodded

“I’d prefer a-“ Niall began but started sniffing the air cautiously

“What?” Perrie asked

“Niall?” I asked

“Something… something is burning” Niall said

“Shit” I groaned turning around to see the toaster on fire and the toast black. I backed away slowly as the toast popped and a piece landed on a tea towel that singed and started sparking slightly, Perrie jumped up and started blowing on it, which only made it worse

“Stop, or the blinds will set alight, I say we run” I said pulling Perrie away from the small fire, Niall picked up my cup of tea from the table and threw it over the tea towel

“My tea” I cried, I was drinking that!

“Well it was either that or big fire boom” Niall said taking another bite of toast

“The toaster is still on fire” Perrie said

“You should have let the boom, my tea is more important than the kitchen” I pouted

The smoke alarm started going off so I grabbed Niall and ran from the house as I heard mum shout

“Louis William Tomlinson, if I have to buy a new toaster I’m going to get the old one and shove it up-“ I slammed the door not wanting to hear the last of that, Perrie was still laughing wildly and Niall was eating his toast with a grin.

“Right so shall we go then” I said hopping on the spot to slip my shoes on and grab my bag from the floor.

Wow… just like old times, right? Yup third upload In what, two days? I’m being awesome again… and… *sobs* Only 4 chapters to go…

So how was everyone’s day?, I read every comment so if there is anything you want me to reply to, ask away or tell me something… anything. I’m lonely in my little hole here.

WTC: brockle the cockle likes the smockle

I don’t even know about those things… they are so weird… it’s like I’m high (which I’m not… unless mum ut something in those brownies…)

Anyways… stay tuned my pretty little readers

ASK ME ANYTHING AND I WILL REPLY (unless it’s very rude, like the size of my penis)…

Curly :)