Recap: "Ariana...", Zayn called but I ignored him.
I was speed walking to the door until I felt his hand grab my wrist.
He quickly turned me around and kissed me; And for some reason...I liked it.
We were kissing for about 6 seconds until somebody ripped Zayn away from me.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!", He yelled.
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I was currently sitting on my bed in my Hello Kitty onesies rethinking what happend a few hours ago. (Is that how you spell onesies?.....tf...)
After my little smooch with Zayn, Louis was basically fuming.
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Flashback: We were kissing for about 6 seconds until somebody ripped Zayn away from me.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!", Louis yelled.
"L-Louis, it's not what it looks like.", I said.
OF COURSE IT IS WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!
"Then what does it look like?! Because to me it looks like he was tasting your lips", Louis said tapping his left foot.
"It's..um...I-I...Dont tell anybody", I pleaded.
Flashback over (Idk how to say the flashback is over so....Flashback over...)
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"Ariana!", Harry yelled.
"What?!", I yelled back.
He didn't answer.
"WHAT BOY!", I yelled a little bit louder.
"Ugh, fucking afro head boy making me GET UPP", I mumbled while getting up from my bed.
I swear it took me about 2 minutes to get downstairs, this house is a freaking Castalio....however you say castle in Spanish.
I went downstairs and saw Harry and someone else wearing a Monster Inc Onesie but I didn't see his face because he wasn't facing me.
I started walking downstairs trying not to trip.
I was 3 steps away and I was mentally celebrating in my head.
BOOYAH, YUP THATS RIGHT, I OWN THIS CASTLE! IM A QUEE-SHET!
One, I fell.
Two, Did I just say 'BOOYAH'?.... Somebody call Melanie Martinez and tell her to tell my phyciatrist something is wrong. (HAHAJAJAJAJAA...Its an inside joke....only Crybaby Fans understand......ok continue)
I bet you that you wasted your time reading my awkward joke......ok...continue....AGAIN....I need friends...
BACK TO THE STORY...
Harry is one the floor suffocating himself from laughing so hard at my awkward stair fall.
"Glad to see your amused", I said sarcastically, while getting up only to falls down again, FOR NO REASON, causing Harry to laugh even more.
"If you called me down just to laugh at me, then I'll just go...", I said trailing off.
"No!", Harry shouted, fixing himself.
"I want you to meet our half brother, Frankie", Harry said motioning me to come over to him and Frankie.
I walked over to them and smiled at Frankie.
"Hi", I said quietly.
"Aww, your so cayuuute! Omg", Frankie said pulling me into a hug.
"She seems like an innocent little girl on the outside, but after 5 minutes...", Harry stopped by acting like he just cocked a gun and shot himself and dramatically dropped to the ground....and stayed there.
Frankie looked at me and raised an eyebrow, and all I did was smile innocently.
"We are going to have the bestest night EVA", Frankie squeeled.
Oh boy....
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After 3 pillow fights
4 chickflicks
12 bowls of popcorn
and
4 Horror movies and arguments, I would say that I had a fun night.
"NOW, let's watch Love and-", Frankie was cut off by groans.
"NA MOWA CHEK FLACKS", Niall yelled while stuffing 3 pizzas in his mouth. Wow.
"No more chick flicks! PLEASE! LETS WATCH A HORROR MOVIE!", Harry said.
Oh god.
6 hours lata(Imagine the man from spongebob said it in his voice...BAHAHAHAHAJAJAJAAJJA😂...ok)
We finally finished watching The Cabin, The Ring, Friday the 13th, The Oculas, and 'coincidentally', some movie about a girl and her friends at a sleepover and one by one dying.
After the movies, I decided that I wasn't going to sleep alone. HECKY TO THE NAW.
I turned to look at the guys, but they weren't there.
Gggggggreat( BAHAHAHAJA)
"Guy?", I called out.
"Unless you guys want a wet carpet, I suggest you come out RIGHT NOW", I said.
"Seriously", I said.
I heard giggles coming from across the room, but it was to hard to see.
"Nially, please dont scare me", I said.
Maybe I'll break the kid.
"I'm scared of the dark and- and-", I fake stuttered.
"Fuck", an Irish accent whispered.
He still didn't come out.
Fine, if they want to play it thay way, so be it.
I went into the kitchen and got ketchup and a knife.
I squirted ketchup on my right arm and put a little on my left and quickly hid it.
I got the knife and rubbed it on my arm so a little but of ketchup got on it. And...well you know what the plan is.
I screamed, "HARRY, LOUIS, ZAYN, SOMEBODY COME QUICK!", I screamed.
A couple of seconds later, all of the boys came, tripping over each other.
It didn't take an idiot to realize what had happened to me.
Louis screamed. Over. And over. And over....
Zayn fainted...again.
Niall just started throwing up in the trashcan.
Frankie was frantically searching for towels to wipe the blood.
Liam was about to dial 911.
And Harry was hugging me, telling me to not look into the light.
I was literally on the floor laughing so hard in my mind.
Just as Liam was dialing 911, I decided to stop.
I got out of Harry's grasp and went to the sink to wash the blood away.
Then I turned around and saw the boys (minus Zayn) just staring at me, mostly my arm.
"H-how did yo- ARIANA", Harry yelled causing Zayn to wake up and look at us like 'wtf'.
"Nice to know I'm in safe hands if I was ever in a life death situation", I said sarcastically.
"But thankyou Liam and Frankie for atlease trying. And Louis...dont go near me when I'm going to die", I said and walked past the boys leaving a red faced Harry, blushing Louis, scared Niall, confused Zayn, and proud Liam and Frankie.
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Fanfiction⚠️ Warning ⚠️ I made this in my 8th grade Ariana Grande and One Direction fase; I'm just continuing the cringiness. ____________________________ What if there was a good boy in a bad gang? What if there was a bad boy in a good gang? ________________...
