Another Fan

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I’m sorry for this late update. I’m not gonna say that I was busy because I’ve been plain lazy and there’s no excuse for that. Well, except writer’s block because I have no absolute idea on what to write. I also apologize for the short chapters, if I could write a little longer, I would.

Thank you for reading this story even if the writer is a complete shitty one. You are amazing for that! c:

If you’re kind enough to spare me some votes and comments, then that’d be amazing!

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“I’m so fucking tired,” I complained to no one in particular and collapsed myself on the floor. It didn’t hurt at all, surprisingly.

“You’re not the one who rehearsed all day long so shut up,” Harry grumbled before playfully kicking me in my side. Bastard! It may have not hurt but my back felt a bit uncomfortable as something beneath me moved a little. Am I lying on the floor or am I hallucinating now?

“It would mean a lot if you get off me,” the voice behind me managed to say. I quickly got off and realized that I was laying on Zayn. Well, it’s not my fault that the floor was messy and I thought I was laying on the floor.

“Sorry, I thought I was lying on the floor,” I mumbled with my head down low, embarrassed wouldn’t even define what I feel right now.

“Reasons,” Zayn scoffed as he rolled his eyes. Geez, someone got their period today. And he’s not even a girl.

“You could’ve told me earlier that I was on top off you,” I replied defensively.

“I’m not the one who’s numb,” Zayn said through his gritted teeth. Yeah, right! Get angry with me now. I’m usually nice especially with these people because they’re my idols—which they can’t know about or else I’m dead—but this boy just pisses the fuck out of me.

“Are you on your period or something?” I said bluntly with rage waking up inside me. I told you this rarely happens to me, well except when I’m on --, uhm I can’t say it yet.

“Bitch, we don’t need you,” Zayn said angrily. Oh no! His eyes started turning grey. I’m in deep shit.

“Oh so you’ve started to call me bitch now, ain’t it? Can’t answer the question or too embarrassed to admit that you’re a girl? Madame,” I retorted and emphasized on the word Madame. “Maybe you need to grow a dick,” I added in a suggestive tone.

“Now, quit it,” Liam ordered, a bit pissed if you ask me.

“Well, that made you two shut up,” Louis stated the obvious. “You two were so prepared to rip each other’s heads off,” he added in a playful tone like he was actually waiting for that to happen.

“Shut up!” Liam scolded, obviously pissed at Louis since he was trying to stop the fight but then Louis speaks like he actually wants to see us murder each other.

“You are not the boss of me,” Louis snorted which made me giggle because he was cute. Then, everything fell into silence. Just because of a giggle.

A giggle.

My giggle.

Do you see my problem now? What should I say? Come on, don’t stare at me you pricks. It was just a fucking giggle!

“What? Like, you’ve never heard a girl giggle,” I insulted. They just continued to stare blankly at me. Great. I think of a way to make them speak then they just continue to ignore me and stare at me like I’ve grown eleven heads. Bastards!