I Hate You...and I Always Will (one sided 1D fic)

Chapter 5: A New Friend

A/N: I think this one will be short after that last chapter of songs. Oh...also my friend Lexie helped me wrote part of this chapter! THANK HER IN THE COMMENT SECTION GUYS!!! K bye...

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The 5 god damn beibers finally stopped talking because they passed out of exhaustion frim dancing. I have no idea how they manage to make their crappy ass music videos without dying. Or how they aren't fat as hell. Anyway, everyone went home except Lexie. "Oh... my... God. YOU'RE SO FRICKIN LUCKY BROOKEEE!!!" She yelled. I was so confused. "Why...?" "Dude. You danced. With Jeff. You danced with a guy. I've never danced with anyone..." I immediately thought "Well no wonder. You're a freaky fangirl who LOVES super awesome creepy stuff." I wouldn't say that to her face... she looked kinda sad. "Well, I wouldn't say I was lucky to dance with Jeff, it was awkward as shit. And don't worry. A guy might like your..... umm... enthusiasm... for creepypasta. He might feel the same way." Her face lit up. ":D Thanks Brooke!" She hugged me and left.

Well...time to throw those ugly bastards out of my house. Blonde guy whateverhisnameis suddenly got up. "Get your friends and get the fuck out if my house." I said. "Look, I know you don't like us but at least give us a chance. As singers you may hate us but we are normal people." He said. "You know what?" I asked. "What?" He asked confused. "I ACTUALLY WAS GIVING YOU A CHANCE BECAUSE YOU ARE LESS ANNOYINGthan curly...BUT NOW I WON'T! GET OUT!" I yelled. "I....can't drive...." He said. "Ughhhh...FINE! But if your curly haired friend tries to make a move on me I will murderlize you!" He was silent. "It's a thing my friend josh does..." I explained. "Oh..."

Then I left the room.

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Later, Brooke goes to her room and starts to go to sleep.

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I suddenly felt like someone was watching me. Creepy. At first I thought of Mr curly haired weirdo....but I made it obvious if he came in my room I would shoot his brains out. I went to my window and saw a guy with shaggy black hair. He was kinda pale and had clothes that looked like a clown. Was it Laughing Jack? I looked away to turn on my lamp, and he was gone. I turned back and he was in my room. "Uh...hi." I said. "Hi." He replied. "Who are you?" "Jack." "Cool." "Yeah...I'm new here." "I can tell. Wanna be friends? I don't have many..." "Sure." And just like that...I was friends with Laughing jack.