That was then

chapter eight

Carson’s P.O.V-

Ten minutes till the boys get here the food is in C’s room, mirrors are covered, I have all the spoons and all other utensils are in Grey’s room he might be somewhat confused when he wakes up and sees the chopping knife next to his head but oh well it should be interesting, I have my brush and the carrots are in Sara’s room.  Speaking of Sara, she just left thank the lord I thought I was going to have to kick her out…. Literally.

 “They don’t know about us

They don’t know about us”   Why is my butt vibrating and singing a song I don’t know? And who is hyperactive carrot boy?

 “Hello?” I ask uncertain.

  “Hey favorite twin!” oh it’s Lewis.

  “Hey Lewis! What’s up?” 

“We are in front of your door. Open it.” 

End call.           

“She did not just hang up on me!” I hear Lewis screech from the other side of the door.

 “Ohh but I think I did. What are you going to do about it?” I ask as I open the door to the five boys.

“I’m going to eat your carrots” Lewis screams as he races off to the kitchen.

  “Kay, you know where the kitchen is.”

 “I’m coming to Lou!” Niall yells running after Lewis.

“Hey Harry! Hiya Zayn!” I scream in the faces of the remaining three pulling a spoon out of my back pocket reaching over Liam to mess Zayn’s hair up with the spoon.

“Ahhhhh” Liam and Zayn scream as Liam goes to the other side of the room from me and Zayn runs to the bathroom to go to fix his hair. Good luck with that.

“Ahhhhh” I hear Lewis cry from the kitchen. He must not have found the carrots.  

“Lou there are bigger problems at hand here than there not being carrots, like the fact that someone stole all her food!” Niall yells next.

“No Niall my food was not stolen I just ate it all except for my cheese-it’s. Which you may NOT have and if you even so much as think about them I will not hesitate to sew your mouth shut so you can never eat again without a feeding tube.” I tell him as he walking to the room almost in tears.

“Yes Ma’am” He chirps in a hi-pitch tone.

“Hey lets watch superman!”

“Yay!” aww poor little Lewis my plan is working out just fine.

 “I’ll put the movie in you all sit.” I say walking over and grabbing Grey’s movie. Sorry Grey!

  “Ahh” I yell as I fall over the chair sticking the movie in front of me so it breaks.

 Liam and Harry run to me as Lewis runs to the broken Superman Movie and starts to cry… I see tears running down his face. That’s pathetic.

 “Love you too Lewis.” I say in a monotone voice to the boy while letting Harry help me up and brushing off Liam.

 I thank Harry while walking to the couch.

 “You three boys can pick a movie out if you want” I tell Niall, Lewis and Harry completely ignoring Liam as he sits on the couch next to me.

“Carse, how did you sleep?” Liam asks. I ignore him a pull out a spoon moving it a round in my hands. Making him jump up and go to the other couch.

 “EEEPPPP” Grey’s up.

 “CARSONNNNNNNNNN!” He screams throughout the flat.

 “WHAT MAY I HELP YOU WITH DARLING?” I yell right back.

 “Carson, who just screamed like a little girl?” Niall asks utterly confused.

 “AND WHO THE FUCK IS IN MY BATHROOM?” Grey yells again coming in to the living room where the boys and I are with the chopping knife.

 He opens his mouth again once he sees the four boys but I beat him to it.

 “Grey I swear to all that is holy if you scream again I will take that knife and throw it at you and I’m guessing you don’t want a repeat of last time? Who knows maybe I aim lower this time”

 “Y-you wouldn’t?”

 “Oh poor innocent Grey I think we all know I would.” I reply with a smirk. I see him gulp, yea that’s right be scared of me you foolish goat!

 “I’m sorry. Who are they?” he asks pointing to the other idiots in the room… oh I’m sorry did I say idiots? I meant….. Pop tarts.

 Yea…. Pop tarts

 “The one in your bathroom is Zayn. Curly is Harry, Blondie is Niall and the one in stripes is Lewis.” I say not mentioning Liam which Liam seemed to catch on to and introduced himself while sending me a hurt look.

 Aww I’m sorry LeeYum.

 “Carson may I talk to you in the kitchen?” Grey asks.

 “Whatever.” I sigh following him.

 “Why were there knifes all over my room and he chopping knife stuck in my pillow?” Grey asks when we get into the kitchen.

 “A prank.”

 “What did I do this time?”

 “Nothing. I was pranking the boys. Your reaction was just an added bonus.” I tell him sweetly.