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Chapter 9 | Karma's A Bitch Today, Isn't It?

Chapter 9| Karma's A Bitch Today, Isn't It?

I was sneaking into Harry's room at 8 I'm the morning. I was sitting in my room for the last hour starving in hunger in my stomach. My next option was waking up the chef of the house; Harry. That's why I'm in his door way to his room, tip toeing to the ledge of his bed I see a peaceful Harry wrapped and spread around in blankets across the bed. I think I decided the change that peaceful Harry.

"Wake the hell up Harry." I screamed into his ear enough to wake him up. His body suddenly reacted and bounced off the bed landing on the hardwood floor.

"What the fuck was that for?" Harry hissed as he slowing rose from the hardwood ground.

"I got hungry." I have him my best innocent smile so he won't get as mad. I also have him some puppy eyes and started to pout.

"Fuck your puppy eyes." Harry cursed, grumpily getting off the ground. I clapped my hands as I finished my mission to get him out of bed.

"Okay, listen carefully." Harry instructed telling me to lean in closer,"Your mission is to wake everybody else up however you like." Harry smirked and a thousand things went off in my brain.

I like this day. There all going to pay for there little games they played on me. Karma's a little bitch for them today. I smirk as I skip my way out of the room to stop bare tracks in front of Louis's room. I think a tornado ran through here for the love of god.

I shacked him roughly," Louis wake the hell up." I shake him again only hearing him groan.

"Go away." he mumbles, digging his head into the pillow to cover his face from the light that escapes from the window. Fine, if he wants to play the hard way then will play the hard way.

I started to fake cry and jumped on his bed shaking him violently," Louis, Eleanor wants to break up with you." I cried, making his head shoot up from the pillow to look at me to see if I was lying.

"Wait? What?" he ask quickly barley enough time so I could understand. He voice was filled with too much emotion and his face expression was hurt. I knew he heard me the first time but, he want to pretend its not real.

"Your serious?" he asks as I sit on the bed not wanting to answer to my plan would fail," What did I do wrong?" confused filled his voice, face and mind.

"Louis, I'm joking. I'm sorry, I just needed you to wake up." I shyly chuckled at him hoping he doesn't get mad. Louis sighs in relief. I could truly see he loved Eleanor so much it hurts.

"I'll be downstairs." he mutters leaving me on the bed alone hearing the pitter patter of he feet disappear.

My tragedy was shot and I'm ready for the next target; Zayn. I slowly opened his door to see another messy room but not as bad as Louis's room. I feel bad for Eleanor when she comes over. The cute puppy face on Zayn's face made his looking adorable. He was sprawled over the bed and wrapped around the white sheets against his body.

I finally had an idea to wake Zayn up, since I knew he's a heavy sleeper. I tip toed over looking down on his face. I leaned in close to his face ready to give him a surprise.

"Zayn! Get the hell up! There's a bloody fire in the hotel and your sleeping. Get your fuck'n ass off the mattress and started running." I practically tell into his face.

"Holy shitty parrots." he screams running out the door faster than you could say One direction. I just realized what he said, who says 'Holy shitty parrots?' like what the fuck man? Is that even proper English?

I chuckled thinking how mad the boys are going to be when I got eat breakfast. I laugh, can't waiting till that moment comes. My next little target was my little Payne. He was going to get karma's bitchy side this fine morning.