Taken *editing*

Taken

I'm writing this story with my friend baconbacon it's really funny.... I hope.... well it's supposed to be any ways hope you enjoy it XD and don't forget to comment what you think 

and sometimes Cheryl will write when Paula doesn't feel like it .__. 

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"Attack!!!" Niall Horan screamed throwing a carrot at Louis Tomlinson.

"Oh, no you didn't," Louis said, following him with a stick of bread.

"Duck!" I told Tiffany, pulling her down to the floor just in time to miss the tomato, Harry Styles threw our direction. It landed on the white wall. Tiffany threw an egg his way but he dived behind the love seat. The door opened at that moment as this happened.

"What the?!" A voice exclaimed. We all looked up to see the egg landed square on Zayn malik's face. The room stayed quiet for a moment. Niall started laughing and we soon joined in.

"Oh, it's on," Zayn said throwing mashed potatoes on Tiffany's hair. Big mistake.

"My hair!" She squealed. I started laughing even harder. If you're asking, yes, we we're having a food fight with One Direction. We ran around the room laughing and screaming.

"What's going on?!" Liam's confused voice boomed into the room. We all froze in what ever position we were in. Me on Niall's back, Tiffany on Louis' trying to get a carrot from him to hit Zayn with, Harry getting ready to throw a piece of messy creamy cake and Zayn getting more mashed potatoes, getting ready for Tiffany's attack.

"Who are these girls? What are they doing here?" Liam asked.

"Ummm, hi," I said awkwardly.

"Who are these girls?" Liam asked again.

"Ummm....Well," Niall started, helping me off his back.

"We..." Harry trialled off.

"I demand an explanation," Liam said, taking in the mess. The boys knew they were in big trouble.

"We kind of, like.... Kidnapped them?..." Zayn finally explained. Liam looked at them disbelievingly.

"Please tell me that you're joking," He searched their faces for any sign that it was a joke but none of them talked. He sat and face-palmed himself "what are your names?" He finally asked us.

"I'm Paula," I said.

"I'm Tiffany, mofo," Tiffany said.

"Tell me what happened," Liam said, motioning for us to take seats besides him on the couch. Tiffany cleared her throat. I thought she was being serious but instead, eager to light up the atmosphere she sang:

"We woke up in the morning feeling like Louis T-"

"Be serious," Liam cut in we all tried to suppress our giggles. Tiffany nodded.

"Ok, this is what happened..."