⚠️ This fanfic is strictly fictional and should not be taken seriously!! I do not view the real people in this book as they are presented!! ⚠️
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Larry Stylinson 💚💙
Ziall Horlik 💛🧡
Louis Tomlinson.
Known as the asshole of the s...
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Louis Tomlinson
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I stand in front of my mirror, debating on whether or not I should go through with this. I haven't seen Liam or Niall in years, yes, fucking years. Also, it doesn't help that I've talked about them for the last five hours and those memories are still fresh in my mind.
I yank off the fake tie, shaking my head and chucking it to the bed. "No one wears a tie to a fucking concert," I mutter to myself.
I reach forward and grab a plain black t-shirt and decided to go as simple as possible. I fall into a mindset of just black clothing and black colored things.
After 30 minutes or so, I find myself back in front of my mirror that looks more like a time machine more than a mirror.
I have on black skinny jeans, a black shirt, I even painted my bloody nails black when I was waiting for my food to get here, and my hair.
God, my hair is pinched to the side, looking almost identical to how it was when I was in high school. My black hoodie is clinging onto my arm down by my side and I can't believe I look like this.
I guess the mindset and memories of hanging out with Niall and Liam brought back old habits..
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Harry Styles
I think I'm 20 minutes away from getting murdered and thrown into a ditch.
It's been nothing but silent since we hopped into Zayn's car and we've been driving for about ten minutes. It's weird now, Zayn was all smiles and giggles at the carnival and now he's back to his silent self, maybe he was just sweetening me up so he'd be able to take me somewhere private so he can chop me up into little pieces and feed me to the woodland creatures.
We're in town so I don't think he's gonna kill me just yet, I mean, unless he's an idiot and wants to get caught. I'm leaned against the door, my forehead pressed against the cold window. I'm still made at Zayn not letting me get a fish because hello?! It's a fish!
To even make it worse, it was goldfish! There was some that were fat and squishy-looking that were just jumping around in the water. It's heart breaking, I wanted to get the fattest one and name it Gus Gus after that chubby mouse in Cinderella.
I want my Gus Gus.
"Alright, you got any money?" Zayn turns his head to me for a second and my anger shot up.
