louis partridge - i "fancy" you :)

worlds collide pt. 2

"holy... fawk. that's millie bobby fucking brown." ryan said.

now, it's not supposed to be funny, but it is. only because of the THICK British accent ryan had. so it just sounded like harvey yelling "FAWKING TREVOR" or gordon ramsey calling someone "an idiot sandwich". that really made me lol. no, seriously. i burst out in laughter. jonahs synchronized laugh joined in after a few seconds.

the chavs were all clearly confused so in the end, it was purely embarrassing.

"hey millie! this is [y/n] and her friends. you know everyone else." louis said, breaking the ice. i gave millie a smile and a quick hug.

"it's great to finally meet you! i've heard plenty about you." millie said with a sly smirk. i chuckled trying to mask my embarrassment.

"all good things i hope," i said as i gritted my teeth. annie looked at me with a distinguished expression on her face. she didn't say anything because she didn't need to. her face told me everything i needed to know. it was a "oooooooooo [y/n]'s gotta boyfrienddd" type of look. her eyebrows arched and she shook her head whilst chuckling to herself. she reached for more of her cashews. i wanted to take a cashew and throw it at her but i didn't wanna embarrass myself even further just in case i missed her. i rolled my eyes and looked at sienna,

"so what did you guys want to do exactly?.. i just want to know in case i need to sign a lease stating that it wasn't any of your faults that i died... do i need a fake ID? should i send goodbye letters to my family? do i need to renew my will? should i be planning my own funeral right now? because if i do, i've already started brainstorming. you know, i was thinking about playing any justin bieber songs and having a strict pjs only dress code- i also want to hire some sketchy men dressed in black, wearing sunglasses and holding an umbrella while standing from a distance so it seems like i was really doing something with my life.. OO AND I WANNA—"

"ohhkayy thats enough." sienna said cutting me off. honestly, i'm not sure how i went on for that long without anyone stopping me. my questions were genuine though. who knows what these chavs were going to make me do.

"so give me the nighttt- to show you, hold you.. don't leave me out here dancing aloneee- you can't make up your mind, mind, mind, mi-" jonah went on for a whole verse before realizing that everyone was staring at him.

"that's definitely not what i meant when i said i want justin bieber's songs to be played at my funeral.." i said.

"don't hate me cuz you ain't me," jonah said with sass in his voice as he rolled his eyes.

"not the white chicks reference.." i said, trying my best to hold in my laughter.

"anyways.." sienna said deliberately steering away from the weird americanness that was happening, "kaya and i talked about going to a cute little restaurant!"

i looked at sienna with my eyes squinting. i gestured around the "cute little restaurant" we were already sitting in.

"this is a coffee shop." sienna said bluntly.

"which happens to serve food." jonah blurted.

"sh. you're new. you don't get a say in this." sienna said ignoring the fact that i was actually 'newer' than jonah.

"where is this cute little restaurant located exactly?" i asked out of curiosity.

"it's just down the street. it's not very far," annie answered.

"okay," i nodded. i was just thankful they didn't want to go to a bowling alley where ryan and Annie could get a hold of blunt objects.

we waited for the last customer in the shop to head out and everyone started to help close up the shop.