Half a Hero

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Alyssa’s POV

“He likes to bake and you like cupcakes. It’s a perfect match!” Alana and I were teasing Izzy about Harry. It was all in Russian of course, we weren’t that mean.

“Just think of the beautiful red-headed babies you would have!” I exclaimed.

Izzy blushed and said, “I’m not even a natural red-head!”

“We will finish this conversation later.” Alana said. Then she looked at the boys and said in English, “Alright boys, it’s your turn.”

“Can we just pay you or something? How about some clothes, girls like clothes right?” Louis asked.

“Do I seem like a normal girl to you?” Alana answered.

“I could go for clothes. I like clothes.” I raised my hand and looked around at them.

“Yeah, but we’re not trying to bribe you.” Harry replied.

“Come on boys, we made a bet and now we have to face the consequences. Get in the booth.” Liam stated.

“What’s with all this ‘we’ business? That was all you people. I’m free.” Niall interjected.

The boys hung their heads and entered the booth. Liam held the door open and waved them in. Once the three of them were through Liam slammed the door and ran for it. Izzy stuck out her foot and tripped him. He fell right on his face. Alana sat on him so he wouldn’t go anywhere.

“Now Liam, we can do this the easy way or the hard way.” She said while smirking evilly.

“Choose the easy way,” I advised. “Look at Zayn; he’s being cooperative.”

We all looked at Zayn and he said, “The faster I get this shit done, the faster I get to take a nap.” He shrugged.

“See you don’t want to deprive Zayn of his nap time. I hear he gets ugly when that happens.” The others nod. Zayn looks like he wants to say something, but doesn’t.

“I thought you were supposed to be the reasonable one.” Izzy wondered.

“Don’t label me woman!” Liam replied, still underneath Alana.

“Don’t label me, woman!”

“Are you denying your femininity?”

Izzy paused for a second then screamed, “You twisted my words!”

Liam rolled his eyes and said, “I’m not getting in that booth.”

“Then you leave me with no choice.” Alana said. She got up off him and he started to get up and make a run for it. He was half-way on his feet when Alana grabbed his ankles and pulled. He fell on his face again, and Alana proceeded to drag him by the ankles into the booth.

It was hilarious the scene in front of me. A petite girl (Alana) only about 5 feet tall, dragged a fully grown Liam. You’d think the Liam would win, but he didn’t get anywhere.

Liam put up a fight. He kicked and twisted and almost got out of her grip a few times. Finally, Alana had enough. She dropped his ankles, waited until he got up and then threw him over her shoulder.

Unfortunately (or fortunately if you’re perverted) his face ended up level with Alana’s butt. Harry snickered.

Alana set him down for a second and I said, “You have one last shot to get in that booth or I will go High School Musical on you.” He looked at me strangely, but I said, “You should be scared.”  He then turned around and walked right into the booth.