Chapter 3

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NIALL'S POV:

I arrived at the studio with Harry. We're meeting with our producer for our new song, Little Black Dress. I wrote it because I wish Harry would wear something slutty for me someday.
The producer then stepped into the studio.
"Hi, fellow hot boyband members. My name is Victoria, but you can call me Vic," she says, winking at me.
I nearly gag.
So thats her. She looks stupid. I don't what kind of horrible dress she's wearing but I saw a glimpse of her very ugly, not mens, underwear while she "accidentally" flashed us. It had ugly stripes on it. I think it might be the Irish flag, so from now on, i'm British. Her badonkadonks don't remind me of the beautiful mountains at all and the ass my dear Harry told me about was certainly mine, cause she literally doesn't have one. The real Irish ass is always better than the fake ones that have a flag on it.

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