"Shit.shit.shit.shit", I mumbled to myself, over and over again.
The media would have a field day with those photos, guaranteed.
"Management are so bloody annoying. They'll be on my case so bad for this. I'll be on watch 24/7 now. This is fucked. I can't be smoking. I just can't?", he shrieked, throwing his hands in the air.
"Hey, calm down, I'll say it was mine, and you were just holding it".
"Don't you fucking understand Lila! Your so petty, and frail. You must have the brain a size of a flee if you think they're going to believe that crap!", he exclaimed, slamming his fist down on the counter top.
I flinched.
"I,,I was only trying to help Harry", I mumbled.
"Well, I don't need your fucking help!", he screamed, throwing a bread board into the wall, just centimeters away from where I was standing.
I scrambled back, blinking away the tears blindly.
I slammed right into someone's chest, my back pressed right against their front. Arms encircled my waist, and a chin rested on my petite shoulder.
"Babe, what's wrong? I heard crashing, and screaming", Niall's irish accent came out worried and strangled, echoing and ringing in my ears.
I let the tears fall.
"Harry..he, he scared me", I sighed, partly lying through my teeth.
I didn't lie? What had come over me?
Niall started laughing softly, rubbing small circles on my upper back.
"Harry-- he scares the best of us. Just please stop crying", he frowned, wiping away the tears slowly drying on my cheeks.
I nodded my head slowly, not trusting my own voice. A small hiccup escaped my throat, and Niall started laughing, leading me back out into the kitchen.
He stopped suddenly, turning towards me.
"Why do you smell of smoke? You shouldn't be smoking, let alone touching a single cigarette.", he said sternly, frowning down at me, his face twisting into anger.
"Oh please. Don't act so innocent. I know for a fact that you've been known to take a few puffs yourselfs. Don't go all cammando on me."
"Just, please Lila. Don't touch that poision again. It's horrid, and so unattractive."
I frowned, trying to figuring out whether to take that as an insult, but slowly nodded, letting him take my hand.
I went to a One Direction concert!!!!!!! I went to the Melbourne one on Thursday ( 3 days ago ) it was asdfghjklomfg!!!!!!! 5SOS were amaxiinhggg toooo!!love em', yet, but i was away for a week, almossttt, so tht is why i havent updated, but yahhhh, vote and commentttt!!!! :))))) xx
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Take it Off (One Direction fanfic)
Hayran KurguLila is the perfect definition of 'innocence'. She has the perfect life. Good Grades. Lovely Family. Never been Drunk. Never Smoked. Never Even had a Boyfriend. And Never Been Kissed. Shes never had to face what shes about to. Niall and Harry are i...