THE PROBLEM

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Wake up!” Carmen’s voice filled my head and I heard groans all around me. I opened my eyes and quickly closed them again because of the light. I groaned and re-opened my eyes. I found myself laying down on the couch my legs thrown over assholes lap and tight pants and curly where spooning next to blondie who was curled up in a ball and puppy face was laughing at us.

“What did you guys do last night?” Carmen asked and I groaned.

“All I remember was fighting with tight pants about an old man and rape.” I admitted and everyone chuckled.

“You don’t remember beating Louis with your heel?” Asshole asked and I shook my head.

No.” I admitted and Carmen began to speak.

“Miki why did you beat him with a shoe?” She asked and I shrugged.

“Because Louis scared the crap out of her.” Curly said with a chuckle and then my memory of last night came back to me.

“That was not funny. Thanks to him we could have gotten killed!” I said and Carmen looked at us like we were insane.

“Ok somebody tell me what happened.” She demanded and the boys all looked at me. Well that answer that now doesn’t it.

“Ok we all got hammered and climbed a fence and Louis decided to go inside this house and scare living this fuck out of me then apparently someone lived there and he saw us and started to chase us.” I said and the boys nodded.

“Next time remind me not to ask.” Carmen said and sat down on the chair. I heard a ring coming from my back pocket. I groaned and picked up the phone.

“Hello” I answered groggily.

“Why are there pictures of you on the internet and who are these boys you are with?” My mother asked sternly and I shot up.

“Now look what your idiotic fame did. Apparently there are pictures of us from last night.” I spat at the boys and they all pulled out their phones.

“Mikayla answer me.” My mother demanded and I sighed.

“They are a stupid band that Carmen is a stylist for and we went out last night.” I said glaring at them as they chuckled at their phones.

“What is so funny?” I asked and asshole handed me his phone.

“There a picture of you beating Louis with your shoe.” Curly said and I chuckled at the picture.

“Why are you hitting that poor boy?” My mother asked and I sighed.

“Because he could have got me killed!” I yelled at tight pants who smirked.

“Will you calm down we were fine weren’t we.” He said and all the boys looked at him.

“I am agreeing with Miki that old guy looked like he was going to kill us and if you didn’t scare the crap out of her and make her scream he probably wouldn’t of even heard us.” Asshole said and I smiled.

“Thank you. I will call you Zayn for today.” I said and he smirked.

“Fine you win. It was my fault.” Tight pants said and I smirked.

“Hello!” My mother said trying to get my attention.

“Sorry. Look mom I have to go I will call you later.” I said then hung up.

“Oh there is one more picture.” Puppy face said and I gave him a confusing look. Zayn handed me his phone again and my eyes widened. It was a picture of Louis practically inhaling me at the club last night.

“How did they get a picture of this!?” I yelled and threw Zayns phone down on the couch in anger. 

“A fan probably saw Louis and snapped a picture.” Puppy face said and I slouched down in my seat.

“This is your fault tight pants.” I said and his eyes widened.

“Me you where the one grinding on me!” He said in his defense.

“Yea but you where the one putting your hands up my shirt and you rammed your tongue down my throat!” I yelled and the boys chuckled.

“I didn’t know it was you!” He said throwing his hands up in the air.

“And you think I knew it was you!” I yelled back and he sighed.

“No.” He mumbled then went on his phone. I walked in my room wanting to just sleep this hangover off. I climbed into bed and pulled the covers over my head. I shut my eyes tight and fell into a deep sleep.

So Here U Guys Go Hope You Like It

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