Niall had come home yelling at you about how you never clean up around the house and then had the nerve to call you a fat cow.
"NIGGA WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?" you yelled in his face.
"GET THE FUNK OUT MY FACE HOE?" he yelled.
Did dis bitch just call me a hoe? Oh its bout to be on now.
"BOY DONT FUNKING PLAY WIT ME, WHAT DID YOU CALL ME BEFORE? I JUST WANNA KNOW I HEARD YOU RIGHT BEFORE I BEAT YO ASS TO IRISH BULLSHIT!?" you yelled at him in his face.
"THAT'S IT. IM TIRED OF ALL YOU GHETTO GIRLS GOING CRAZY AND SHIT!? I FUNKING HATE BITCHES LIKE YOU!?" Niall yelled at you.
Mind I'm coming to you again. Dis motherfunking boy gon say dis shit to me? Do he think his ass black or something? He's funking Irish not ghetto!? Imma funk his ass up now, its to late for him to be saved. I'm straight outta Compton bitch and imma bout to funk you up. Alright well good talk mind, time to hurt this bitch.
"NIALL YOU GOT ONE LAST CHANCE TO CHANGE THAT TONE OR IMMA FUNK YOU UP. BITCH DO YOU KNOW WHO YOU FUNKING WIT. ITS Y/N BITCH, THE QUEEN OF GHETTO'S AND SHIT!?
" I DONT FUNK WIT YOOOOOOOOOOOOU" niall yelled.
You felt a painful sensation across your mouth. Niall Horan just punched you in the face!? Oh dis bitch got diabetes, oh hell to the no. I'm cooking funked up bitch tonight.
"YOU DID NOT JUST HIT ME!?" you yelled. Niall just smirked at you and was about to walk away when you grabbed his arm.
"NIALL FUNKING IRISH HORAN. BRING DAT ASS HERE BOY!?" you yelled.
"IM BOUT TO WHOOP YO ASS YOU LITTLE IRISH SHIT!?" you said.
Grabbing him by his shirt you yanked him to the floor. Running to the kitchen you grabbed a frozen bag of peas and some hot sauce and some tape. Niall tryed running away but you caught him and brought his ass back.
"PREPARE TO BE AMAZED BITCH" you said smirking. Opening his mouth you poured the hot sauce in and before he could spit it out you taped his mouth shut. Niall's face turned red and he squirmed trying to get out of yo grip but you weren't having it. Sitting on Niall's waist you grabbed the pea bag and wailed away on his face. With one last smack you knocked him out. Getting up you dragged his butt to the curb and left him there.
Going back inside you took a shower and made your way to Michael Clifford's house. When he opened the door he didn't have time to say hi before you attacked his lips hungrily. Michael was shocked at first but kissed back. Picking you up bridal style he carried you to his bedroom. "Y/n are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes, I want you Michael. I want you to make love to me, no funk that shit. I want you to funk me like never before, can you do that daddy?" you asked smirking. "Hell yes" Michael said.
The rest of the night was spent funking and was filled with the hot oils of sex and moans.
All I gotta say is LMAO!!!!
