"I am King Harry, bow to me peasants!", I say taking everyone's valuable things. " You all are never getting these things because, I am Harry freaking Styles". My guards come in and take everyone away. -
Just then my bed starts moving, and I open my eyes to my terrible bestfriend. " Liam get off my bed!", I say getting angry. "Mate get up, It's time for breakfast!", he says getting off my bed.
I don't even have time to put on my pants before I'm being pulled out of my King size bed. I am being dragged downstairs and into the kitchen. " Morning Nick", I say sitting down at my chair across from him. " Morning mate you look terrible", he says munching on his bacon.
"I just been pulled out of bed by happy pants over there", I nod my head in his direction. "Hey man later you wanna go to that cafe?" Liam asks me sitting down to his plate. "Sure what time?".
"4 maybe we will have enough time, Nick you wanna come?"Liam asks looking at him. "Naw man I have plans but goodluck".
Late after breakfast
Me and Liam are sitting in the living room , playing FIFA. He has won 2 and I have won 3. Let's face the facts he knows I am going to win. Just then he knocks my remote out of my hand.
"Hey you know u cheated!".
"Fine one more round and that decide who do the dishes."
We play one more, and I win. I get up and stride around like a model."I won in yo faceeeee". "Now you have to do the dishes."
"Let's face the facts you was going to make me do them anyway".
"Well since you know get to it b*tch",I say sitting down on the couch.
"Ok fine but you have to go to the mall with me at 4!", Liam says from c the kitchen. "But I don't wannna", I say pouting and whining like a big baby.
Three- thirty pm
"You mate have you seen my black and blue blazer!", Liam yells from upstairs.
"Ya it's in the kitchen!", I yell pulling it off and go upstairs to find my black blazer.
"Let's go a lot of people might be there, if we don't go now butt head", liam ells at me while I come down and slap him against the head.
Time for the germs.
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