Hearts on fire. (A Vic Fuentes Fanfiction)

"you have two choices."

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hey guys. this is my first vic fanfic. so excuse if he isnt quite into shape yet. please tell me what you think, and like and comment:3 i tried to make this a sort of exciting fanfic. itll get like that deeper in the chapters XD.

remember ... descendants isnt a real band. its just made up for this story. the lyrics they sing will be from other bands with words changed, or lyrics ive made myself.

so, dont forget to share your opinion and say wether you want this story to carry on! thanks lovelies.X

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~Harper's P.O.V~

"Get yo' lazy arse out of bed, dude." my other band member, Jake, persisted. His lanky legs squashed my body. i released a angry grunt. he was totally squishing me, Even though i was underneath the quilt.

"but i dont wanna" i sulked. which i made a terrible effort at. my voice was muffled from the pillows that surrounded my weak ass body.

"you have two choices. you get up, or you get up?" i could feel his small smirk even though i wasnt facing him.

"how about, i dont fucking get up?" i whine yet again. recieving a sigh of jake.

"fine bitch! your loss. we have an interview to attend to. which Alex Gaskarth is going to, aswell." his cheekily, sarcastic tone makes a small smile curve on my lips. Alex is my bestfriend. he's fucking awesome. i mean he rocks. If im upset. count on it. he'll 100% be there.

i sigh defeatidley, using my two arms to pull myself up. My hair probably looks like Zack Merricks when he was younger. I'd say the hair in the weightless video. yup, ill take that one.

"right. im up" i smile, wafting my hair out of my face. i stare nonchantingly at jake as he does his little victory dance. which is, basically fist pumping the air. pretty narly.

"cut the bullshit and get ready then!" he screams jumping on my bed. the whole mattress was shaking, pillows bouncing everywhere. my body flying in different directions. i swear its like were in a tornado. hes a fat shit, im telling you. okay, maybe not fat but muscle.

i exit my bedroom with jake to see the other two band members sat down munching on something that looked nice. their eyes slowly glared to mine, as they all pretend to act shocked, they even went across the line and pretended to faint.

"oh my god am i dreaming? someone pinch me!" Leroy cockily adds. squinting his eyes shut pinching himself.

"is that.. OUR Harper up before twelve? someone kill me!" Jim again adds to the collection. he makes one of then fake choking sounds people do before the die.. apparently.

i smile cockily, rolling my eyes, entering our bathroom. i brush my teeth, doing what a girl has to do. i apply some make up, no lipstick though. hell no. the reason for this is because i hardly have any lips. and it just looks pure stupid.

"have you found narnia in there or something?" Leroy torments me, i chuckle deeply as i unlock the door in my dressing gown to my bedroom, noticing that the other band crew have left.