𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓! 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.
𝗖𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗱.
For five years, I was caged-locked in a life I couldn't escape, a nightmare I couldn't wake up from.
At an age when I should have been dancing under the star...
Me and Niall were sprawled on the couch, mindlessly watching TV. A giant bowl of marshmallows sat between us as we entertained ourselves with our latest idiotic challenge: stuffing as many marshmallows into our mouths as possible and then attempting to say,
"Top chopstick shops stock top chopsticks."
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Niall, the sneaky bastard, was clearly cheating.
The moron kept swallowing the marshmallows instead of stacking them in his mouth like I was. Naturally, this made his turn look way easier than mine.
It was my go now.
I crammed in what felt like half the bowl, cheeks bulging like a squirrel prepping for winter. Just as I was about to attempt the tongue-twister, a blood-curdling shriek pierced through the apartment.
"HARRY EDWARD FUCKING STYLES!"
I choked instantly, and one marshmallow launched out of my mouth with missile speed, landing right in Niall's lap.
His eyes widened. "Oh, you're so fucked," he mouthed dramatically.
"YOU ARE FUCKING DEAD! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU INTO TINY FUCKING PIECES AND FLUSH THEM DOWN THE TOILET!"
Kiara came rushing in from the kitchen, brows furrowed, holding a spoon in her hand like she was ready to whack someone.
Niall slowly turned to me, barely containing his laughter. "What did you do now, Harry?"
I blinked at him, still trying to swallow down a mouthful of sticky marshmallow goo, genuinely having no clue what crime I had committed.
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And then she appeared.
Alana stormed into the living room, fury blazing in her eyes.
She was wearing one of her stupidly adorable oversized T-shirt dresses—this one sky-blue with Daisy Duck on the front. She had bought five versions of the same dress in different colors, and while she thought they were just comfy home clothes, she had no idea how damn sexy she looked in them.
