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Chapter two
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Los Angeles, California
"Don't make breakfast anymore harry" niall gagged. "What?" Harry said , mouth full of food. "Carrot pancakes?" Zayn picked at the food , eyeing it as if it was toxic. "But louis ate them" harry pointed toward louis who sat there grinning. Liam glared at him. "Where's cupcake?" Liam asked louis.
"Oh she's just sleeping" louis shrugged. Liam didn't believe louis one bit. He got up from the table and walked over to cupcake's room. There he found pieces of Harry's pancakes everywhere along with a passed out dog.
"Boys!"
"Fuck" louis mumbled. The rest of the boys got up and walked to where liam had yelled. "Cupcake!" Harry cried. Harry rushed toward the dog gathering him up in his arms. "What happened!?" Harry looked up at liam.
"Ask louis" liam smirked , louis flipped him off. "I gave cupcake some carrot pancakes" louis said playing with the hem of his shirt. "LOUIS! WHY!?" Harry shrieked. "I wasn't hungry" Lou shrugged. A beep went off. "Oo! Someone liked my selfie" zayn smiled and began walking out of the room. "Where are you-" louis stopped what he was saying having his phone beep as well.
"Nice ass" louis licked his lips. "I guess I'll be in my room then" louis smirked and walked out. "Ew" niall spoke up. "Huh?" Liam looked up from his phone, "sorry I was liking Sophia's selfie" liam smiled. "But what about cupcak-" niall's phone vibrated. He pulled it and saw he got a text from modest saying they had an interview with MTV. "Guys we have a meeting with mtv...again" niall sighed.
"Yeah!" Liam grinned, his eyes lighting up. "Yeah so go get dressed" niall sighed. The thing is niall isn't a big fan of MTV interviews. Last time one of the producers tried to slip their hand down his pants. Talk about predator alert.
Niall jogged down stairs seeing that the boys were already there. Harry was wearing his usual bandana, black skinny jeans, unbuttoned shirt and signature brown boots. Louis was wearing his van, rolled up skinny jeans and a simple white v-neck. Liam was wearing a gray shirt with a dark red flannel, white wash skinny jean and white converse. Finally, zayn was wearing a light pink knitted sweater the sleeves pulled up to his elbows, black skinned and Doc Martin's.
"Jesus Christ Niall, I know I'm hot but damn" louis rolled his eyes. Harry gave him a look. Liam just shrugged and grabbed the keys off the mantel. "C'mon losers," liam twirled the keys with his index finger."we're going to an interview"
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"Biggest fear?" The interviewer asked. At the moment the guys were being asked pointless questions about life, places they've been, and how the new album was going. Louis already hated the girl. First, she had super white teeth which you could totally tell were fake as fuck and second the whore was flirting with Harry. His Harry!
"Mine is spoons" liam admitted. "We all know you twat, we've known since the xfactor days actually" Harry elbowed louis in the rib and gave him a knowing look. "Wow," the interviewer gasped."my worst fear is heights. "Fake bitch" louis mumbled. "My worst fear is this" niall pursed his lips.
The boys gave him looks of 'what the fuck are you talking about?' "What I mean is I'm afraid of..now?" Niall tried to explain what he ment but it just earned him more weird glanes.
"Wait..your afraid of this interview?"
"Are you afraid of Louis?!"
"Hey!"
"Is it my pancakes?"
"Well, the Louis part is a bit true" niall admitted. Louis rolled his eyes. "No I'm afraid of this now the fame," niall sighed. "Because you never know when it will all be over. All the concerts, the traveling and the fans it will all be gone like that" niall snapped his fingers for effect. Harry nodded and sniffled, "your right niall" he frowned. "Its just I'm scared because I'll never know when it is gonna end. But when it does, we'll all have our lives ahead of us and we'll start drifting apart"
