making up and consequences

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ACTUAL A/N: i wrote this chapter mid-november and totally forgot about it hehe.

i stepped foot in the house. it was really dark but all i could hear were noises from my very straight bffl tiyanasaur's room.

"h-h-h-h-hello-o?"

sugar honey ice tea. my stutter is back. darn.

suddenly, all the noises from their room stopped and all i could hear were quiet whispers. both voices sounded familiar though.

i think someone ran into the door because i heard a loud thud and then i sounded like they fell on the floor and said "owie. i have an owie on my bumbum"

poor thing :(

then all the lights turned on so i screamed and ran to the nearest room which happened to be my very straight bffl tiyanasaur's room. but when i turned around i saw...

oh

OH

SAM AND MY VERY STRAIGHT BFFL TIYANASAUR ON THE BED K-

"Y/N!"

i spun around to give them both time to put on some clothes.

"a-a-a-a-are you done?" i managed to get out.

"yes"

i spun back around and told them all that happened at home. truth be told, i don't even know if it is still my home anymore. i wonder how harry's doing....

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harry sat blindfolded on a chair with his arms tied behind his back in the middle of an empty warehouse. a booming voice came from behind him.

"so, you chose to betray us. to betray your bandmates and lover. to betray your own FAMILY."

you could hear them take a breath to calm themselves before continuing.

"well, ex-lover now i suppose."

simon cowell walked out of the shadows and yanked the blindfold off harold to show him the row tied up boys in front of him. as harry looked up, he realised these were his friends. niall, liam, louis and zayn.

"doesn't matter now. the boss wants to speak with you."

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