me and charley warlsey pulled into the maccas drive thru 'what do u want babs' he says, eyes fixated on the car up ahead. 'i want this car in front to hurry tf up' i mumble. 'np babe' charlsey warlsey says. all of a sudden i see charles slam on the accelerator, propelling us into the car in front. i hear horrified screams from the car in front and watch the passanhwrs emerge from it. 'rioght, wot tha bloddy hell was tha' i hear and angry british man yell. i immediately point my finger at charles, i'm scared of british people. 'wtf zay' charles gasps, clearly betrayed 'sorry, british ppl trigger me🤷♀️' i shrug charles scoffs in annoyance, what a bitch. by now the british man is very close to us, and he looks angry. he starts pounding on the window, screaming at us to open up. 'roight, u lawt be'er ave a goo explanation for-' he stops speaking, and starts to listen to the radio that's softly playing. 'wai a bluddy minut, at's me song!' he shouts gleefully, begin to start tap dancing his way around the car. 'mfs doin the irish gig' i say quietly, charles nodding in agreement. 'turn tha shi uop!' he yells from on top of the car, where he is still tap dancing. charles reaches for the radio and begins to turn it up, and we hear harry styles's cover of hey soul sister. (if u haven't heard it, it's a banger. i can't put links in here but js type up 'harry styles hey soul sister' and it's on there) harry styles continues tap dancing down our car till he reaches the seat beside me. 'm'lady' harry whispers, holding his hand out for mine. i grab it without taking a second look at charles and run the his destroyed car with him. 'b-but zayla! ferrari go broom-broom!' i hear charles yell from his car. i flip charles off and get in the car with 'arry and his lads. i get in and they are all in awe of me. this is their fits btw:
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i'm blown away by their amazing fashion sense. 'well if u wanna be one of us, ya go'a wear some nice clawthes' i hear niall say. 'i'm sorry but this all i have' i whisper 'arry hands me a bag and tells me to go change in the back of the limo. i climb to the back and throw on the clothes from the bag, here's the fit:
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wowzer! this is a crazy fit! i'm feeling bit devious in this fit ngl😈😈. 'so. now that we can't hit up maccas, anyone wanna go for a picnic?' zayn asks, his eyes fixated on me. everyone nods in agreement.
