MICKAYLA'S POV
"So what's our game plan?" I said, a bit excited.
Louis was grinning maliciously. "First, we cut their heads off. Then, we peel their skins off." Eleanor smacked Louis' arm which made Louis laugh.
"Oh! I know!" Niall said, grinning while hopping up and down. "What are their fears? I mean, we can scare them off and we'll figure out where they're hiding, right? Sounds good?"
"Um wat..." Louis said, staring blankly at Niall.
"RIGHT! Liam is afraid of spoons right? And Harry is afraid of um... rollercoasters? But there ain't rollercoasters in here... So...?" Frankie said, exchanging glances with all of us.
"Harry is a scaredycat. Maybe he's with Lizzy." Louis looked away and rolled his eyes.
"Oooh. I know Liz's fears. She's afraid of noises like screaming and crashing." I laughed at the sound of me saying Liz's fears.
El grinned. "Then we scream."
"Oh but we scream once we capture Zayn and Payzer already, okay?" Lou said, hopping up and down as well.
"But what about Liam? I mean, it's going to be dark. He's not going to see the spoons. What do we do?" I asked.
"Spam Liam with pictures of spoons!" Louis suggested gladly. We all started laughing quietly.
"Also, send him a message about spoons! But make sure to start it with a 'Hi Liam. Thank you so much for the three years of brotherhood yada-yada-yada. I found this article and it's just so touching. I hope you feel love from this article.' and then you insert an article about spoons." Louis added. We were all on fits once Louis finished. Gawd, this is certainly going to be one mighty fine game.
We decided to have a signature beat that we should beatbox when we need help or somewhat think that we're about to get captured.
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LOUIS' POV
The lights are all out.
We spread out of the hotel room and grabbed some tape (for tying and shutting them up).
El and I decided to go to one of the rooms and hide under the bed.
We know that they've already started hiding or looking for us.
WHY AM I EVEN TALKING LIKE A NARRATOR IN A HORROR FILM?!?!
Okay, sooooooooooo...
I'm going to try not to think like a horror film narrator and more like some formal boyband member.
El goes with me and I kiss her suddenly. She stared at me, surprised, but smiled sweetly afterwards. "That one's for good luck." I said.
"Luck? I don't need luck. With you, I feel safe and like a winner already. Not that I'm saying that I won you or something. It's a blessing to have you, love. You're a blessing." She kisses me, her arms around my neck, but her fingers twirling my hair.
Suddenly, we hear footsteps and I hold El close to me. I cover her mouth so that whoever is walking near us won't hear or feel us breathing. This is starting to get creepy. The footsteps became quieter by the second.
When we no longer heard the footsteps as it has gone further from us, we hug each other and talk about the plan.
Suddenly, we hear footsteps again and this time, voices too.
"So, what do we do with the lovebirds'?" Dani whispers.
"We lure them and seperate them from each other. Then we catch them individually." Liam whispers back. "Let's go get some carrots." Liam said as the sound of footsteps becomes lighter and lighter. CARROTSSJDFVNJVN?!?!?!
"SERIOUSLY?! CARROTS?!" I just had to say it. "In what century were you born?! What world do you live in?! Okay, first of all, carrots were so last 2 years ago and second, I ain't fallin for that shit anymore." I whisper-shouted. El just had to smack me. "Shut the hell up, Lou. They might just hear us." El said, shushing me. "We should probably send it now." She added.
I grabbed my phone from my pocket and adjusted the brightness to the lowest. I clicked 'send' and tried so hard not to laugh my ass off.
NIALL'S POV
We have been walking around slowly, hiding and looking for the opponents for what seemed like 10 minutes or so.
And then we see something in the middle of what seemed like the kitchen.
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Irish and I know It (Niall Horan Fan Fiction) [Ongoing]
FanfictionMickayla is an average teen that hangs out with her friends, have fun and all. But the one problem is that she hates her family and she doesn't even care about them. She becomes a rebel. She always goes out and drinks and comes home very late. But t...