At my revilation, i was extremely distraught. I started bawling my eyes out and my alexa started playing My Chemical Romance. My hair turned red and black as I cried away the pain.
"Babe what's happening??" Harry said, but I couldn't hear him. I felt betrayed that Obama was here and Harry wasn't doing anything.
"You can have him" I cried to Obama as I jumped out my window and landed in a perfect handspring on my lawn.
"Y/N" Harrison (Im calling him harrison now) shouted at me. But I didn't care. I ran for 20 minutes back to the tour bus, but I realized I don't know how to hotwire an entire tour bus.
I stumbled to the nearby train station, luckily I remembered to bring teriyaki chicken with me. It was me and him against the world. As we boarded the train using Harrison's money, I finally took a deep breath and looked at myself. I was beautiful. I never realized how pretty my other form was.
This is the first time since I started learning about 1D that I truly feel like myself. My life isn't just about 1D, it's about me. And teriyaki chicken of course. Our first stop on the Y/N tour was New York City. Funny girl was playing on broadway. Rachel Berry was starring in my favorite musical ever.(except i'm cool because i only like that one and i'm not a theatre nerd.)
"Are you here all alone honey?" An elderly voice inquired behind me.
"No I'm fi-" I couldn't finish my sentence before I saw who was asking me.
Simon phillip Cowel was staring me down with his poo colored orbs.
"Oh my god! Pookie!" That was what i called him over 4chan when we had an online relationship just a week before i met Harrison.
"How do you know that name?!?"
"It's me, Anklelicker732" His orbs widened at the words I said.
"Pickle (which was his nickname for me) why haven't you been responding"
"I'm sorry, I got married"
"To whom?" he's so proper<3
"Your pride and joy"
"America's got talent???"
"No, the other one."
"American idol?"
"No ur third pride and joy."
"Harrison?"
"I'm so sorry, yes"
"It's ok, all the matters is that we're here together now"
And we rode the Q to central park and slept under a bridge. 🧌🧌🧌
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