Recap:
THOSE BIOTCHES DRUGGED ME!
"Y-you druggggggggged meeeeeeeee?", I asked, dragging my words.
"Yup", Louis said proudly.
As soon as he said that, my legs gave up on me. Louis quickly catching me before my head banging on the wooden floor.
"Just close your eyes, dont fight it", Harry said coming towards me. Biotch.
"No", I said being my stubborn self.
"Please", Niall said this time, looking me in the eyes. Curse those fucking beautiful hypnotizing ocean blue eyes.
Then everything went black.
Biotches.
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I could only see darkness.
I felt nothing.
I heard nothing.
"Why isn't she waking up?", Somebody said.
Nevermind
"Is she dead?....OH MY GOD, WE KILLED HER", The idiot yelled.
Smack
Haha, betch.
"Shut up Lou", Someone said.
I tried to move, but my body just doesn't want to work with me.
"Maybe if we tickle her...", Somebody had suggested. I bet my money it's Niall.
What the ficklecrackers will tickling do?!
I know that those idiots are smart enough to actually not try to wake someone up by tickl-
"TICKLE TIME", Somebody yelled. Most likely to be Niall.
Omg those idiots are actually tickling me.
It had been about 2 minutes until somebodies hand had traveled just under my breast, traveling up more.
At that point, I launched up out of bed, making the boys who were just on the bed, now on the floor from my sudden suprise.
"WHO'S HANDS WERE TRYING TO RAPE ME?!", I yelled.
All the boys had pointed to Louis, who cheekly smirked at me.
Idiot.
"Hands off the merchandise Louis", I said with a glare.
He just chuckled. Not the response I was looking for.
"What merchandise?", Louis answered, grinning.
Ughhh
"Watch your back Lou. Watch-Your-Back", I said with a devilish smirk.
He gulped.
"Hazza, help meeee", Louis said, trying to hide behind Harry.
"Are you ok?", Harry asked ignoring Louis. I nodded my head.
He began walking to me.
Walking a little TOO close to me.
He held my hands as if he was afraid to let go. Oh god.
I'm uncomfortable right now....
"Look Harry...your a nice guy and all, but your just not my type. I hope we can still be friends....dude....", I said awkwardly.
Harry just stared at me while the boys laughed, he later joined it.
"Trust me, I definitely DON'T like you like that", He said. Trying to contain his laugher, failing miserably.
My face turned red from embarresment.
"Awwwww, is she blushingggg. Dont worry, atlease Niall likes you", Zayn said, then smacked his hands over his mouth as if he wasn't suppose to tell anybody.
It fell silent.
In the corner of my eye, I saw Louis glaring at Niall.
....weirdo....
"I don't like her! Disqusting! She's too fat and ugl-", Niall was cut off by Harry tackling him.
My mind kept saying that I dont care what people say, but my actions do otherwise.
And it wasn't just a person. It was Niall. It's not like I care what he thinks. B-because I dont. Do I even like him? Ha! Pshhhh, No! Yes. No i don't! Liar. Shut up...stupid conscious, go sugga dick. I already diiid.
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BACK TO THE STORY!
I didn't notice I was crying until all the boys stopped fighting and looked at me.
It's been a day and there was already drama.
Gosh, I ruin EVERYTHING.
I just ran.
I ran away from my problems. I run away from my problems.
I ran away from a life that was actually better then my old. I ran away from my second chance.
I ran away from Loui-NIALL! I RAN AWAY FROM NIALL, NOT LOUIS.
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*insert awkward laugh here*😐😂
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I didn't proof read this so fack da mis-spelled words.
Idgaf😂😐 nahh jk i do, sowwy for the bad and mis-spelled words u chicken nuggets......ok then...
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Hey! Author here! Hope you liked this chapters!
Did she really run away? Did I trick you..again?
Yeah, I did...she didn't really run away.
Jk......I'm trying not to spoil it for you so...bye😂
-Your weird author😆
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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