Chapter 8 - Pranks, King Hardy and a surprise

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"I always knew you had a thing for me," says Harry, laughing while doing so.

"Do you know how old that is? It's probably 1 year old," I answer quickly, I'm such a liar, that was put on a couple weeks ago. I was on Tumblr and saw it on a picture so I decided to copy it.

"Is that so? Because I'm sure that Niall would be happy to grant your wish and I know that I would love to," he winks at me. Cheeky little jackass.

"Eh, I'd rather kiss Niall. Actually, I'd rather kiss my dog than you Haz."

"And I'd rather kiss the tour bus, or even Paul."

"Hey! I heard that!" We heard a yell from the front.

"Sorry Paul, you know I love you. I'd rather not kiss you though," he turns back to me, smirking. "Anyway, back to that little goal."

"And why am I not in it," Zayn says, making a pouty face. I roll my eyes at his childishness.

"And why we aren't either," Louis and Liam say in unison. Do they practice that?

"You guys aren't in it because you were too awesome to make the list, duh," I take my phone from Harry and make a new list titled "Awesome People" and put their names on it. I show it to them and they grin.

"Now that's more like it."

"What else is on this list?" Asks Liam, leaning forward as if this were some fascinating movie.

"Ohm, nothing special, some places, things to do, people to see, and who I plan on marrying," it was true, that was what was on the list.

"Where would you like to go?" Now this whole bus ride is about me, great. How long until we get to the new place?

"I would like to go to Ireland, Spain, Italy, France, Greece, Australia, New Zealand, Portugal, Brazil, and Germany, to name a few."

"Wow, that's quite a bit." I sure hope this questioning is over. "Who do you plan on marrying?" Never mind let the questioning continue.

"Well, I was really planning on Prince Harry, but that's not realistic. I also planned on marrying Zayn because then our babies would be exotic looking, but I took that off the list. Ohm, I also had Niall and Leo on there too," I feel like such a stalker.

"Prince Harry, eh? Good taste. And I agree, our babies would be extremely attractive and exotic. Niall and Leo, I can't exactly say 'good taste' to that now can I?" Niall slaps his arm and everyone starts laughing. "Now let's get to making those attractive babies," he gets up and takes my hand. I already know his plan from the look in his eyes, I get up and follow him to the bedroom. We both look back to see the boys staring at us, open mouthed. It takes all I have not to laugh.

We go over to the bed and stand on top of it, jumping up and down. Zayn is looking at me and holding in his laughter, I start to make sexual noises and we jump harder, making it shake the entire room, and probably the bus as well. This continues for a few minutes before we stop. We mess up our hair and Zayn takes his shirt off, turns it inside out, and then puts it back on. I stifle a laugh as I do the same. We walk back out to the sitting area and sit down like nothing ever happened. I take a chance and look at the others who are staring at me and Zayn with mixed emotions written on their faces. Louis looks proud, Liam looks horrified, Niall looks confused, and Harry has a mixture of emotions present on his face. Zayn and I glance at each other and start laughing hysterically.

I fall to the floor and grip my sides, "You g-guys should have seen your f-faces," I cry, laughing throughout.

"What?" Niall asks, still confused.

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