"Sam is in the hizzy!" Sam yells walking into the room seeing me in the bed.
She notices Zayn there with me. "Am I inturpting anything?" She jokes.
"No!" I yell laughing.
"Whatever." She jokes rolling her eyes.
She laughs and sits on the bed. "Now I shall make you even happier."
She stands up on the bed and starts sing "BLAME ON THE HIZZY GOTCHA FEELING DIZZY. BLAME IT ON THE A-A A-ALCHOL!!!" She yells.
It still was a pretty voice.
I clap. "Thank you!" She bows when Zayn joins in clapping.
"Wanna play crazy 20 question? The Sam Way!!" She yells.
"Sure, but what's the Sam way?" I ask. Zayn laughs.
"When you ask a question everyone must answer." She says. "I'll go first!!"
"If you could change your name, what would it be? Mine would be Jade." She says in one breath.
"I think I would change my name to Selena." I say.
"I would change mine to Drake." Zayn says.
"My turn! If you weren't doing the thing you are doing now, what would you be doing?" I ask.
"I would sing." Sam said.
"I would work at a hair salon." Zayn said.
"I would go there, but I would sing or act." I say.
"SING!!" They chanted.
"Fine. " I sigh.
"A small town girl
Living in a lonely world
Took the midnight train going anywhere
A city boy
Running racing south Detroit
Took the midnight train going anywhere" I sang.
They cheered.
"You should be the 6th member of One Direction!" Sam cheered
"Or I could replace Zayn!" I yelled and he faked pouted.
"I would never." I said hugging him.
I'm surrounded by two people who love me for me. I think I can tell Sam about Darla Joe.
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Story Of My Life
Фанфик[this probably going to be discontinued because I don't want to write about Zayn being in the band when he's not] Darla Joe and Darla Walts are nothing alike. Darla Joe is dark and mysterious and she has no friends and does nothing. She's got black...
