WARNING: There are some dirty parts. Do not show this to any of your little brothers, sisters, cousins, neighbors, etc
*Sam’s POV*
We just got back to our house when Simon called on Lou’s phone. He nearly dropped it while trying to answer it.
“Answer it!” Harry yelled.
“I’m trying!” Lou yelled back. He pressed the answer button and said in a calm voice “Hello?”
“Hey lads, It’s Simon,” Simon said. Lou put it on speaker.
“Hi!” We all said in unison.
“How’s Monica?” He asked.
“Terrible!” Niall pouted.
“Really?” Simon chuckled.
“She’s trying to change us!” Lou whines.
“Don’t you think you’re exaggerating just a little bit?” Simon chuckled. “You once said that a piece of yarn talked to you.”
“It did!” Harry whined. “Dusty said so!” (Fact: Harry has a cat named Dusty)
“Well I was going to say that I am going to stay just another week. It’s so nice in the Florida Keys,” Simon said.
“Well that’s…very nice,” Liam said, choking on his own words.
“I’m glad you think so. You lads have matured so much since I left. Maybe I should leave you with Monica more often…” Simon said.
“No!” Lou said quickly “I mean, we love you so much Uncle Simon that we like you wayyy better.”
“Well I am glad you do. But I have to go. Be good! Next rehearsal is Monday,” he said.
“Yes Uncle Simon,” we all said in unision.
“Well I’ll be off! I’ll be back soon so you can tell me all about you’re camping trip,” he said and hung up.
“Well I better go get ready to go back in to prison. I’m gonna go do a twitcam,” Liam sighed and went upstairs. We sat down and watched Marley & Me. By the end of the movie, Niall was in tears.
“It’s so sad!” He said and blew his nose, making a high pitched squeak noise.
“Aww!” we all said and Niall flushed pink of embarrassment.
“It’s about a puppy!” Harry giggled.
“But it’s so sad!” Niall whined.
“Ok maybe we should watch something else before Niall runs out of tears,” Lou says and grabs the remote. “Finding Nemo!” I heard Niall grab the box of tissues. He cries over Finding Nemo too. I hear the bedroom door slam and hear some slam the door and mumble a bunch of curse words. Lou paused the movie and took it downstairs. Everyone moved downstairs, but me. I want to know why everyone left. Liam stomped down the stairs, mumbling curse words as he goes. He goes to the fridge and pulls out a beer. He only drinks when he’s mad. No not mad, pissed.
“What happened?” I asked.
“Can you see?” he asks, holding the beer bottle up.
“What happened on twitcam?” I repeated.
“Oh nothing. Just stupid rumors by stupid people with stupid brains,” he says. I can’t help but giggle at him. “So you think this is funny?” he asks, clearly not amused.
“Kind of,” I whisper.
“So now you’re one of them! Those stupid f*cking haters who hate me for no reason! Who f*cking laugh at every single one of my decisions! Go to h*ll!” he fires, his cheeks flushed in anger.
