what happens when nai lets quinncy speak for her at a meet & greet with 1D
Harry: So, you two must be the lucky winners of the sweepstakes!
*Nai nods bc she’s mute*
Quinncy: Hell yeah bitch what the fuck you think this shit is?
*Nai elbows Quinncy*
Quinncy: the fuk you want.
*nai rolls eyes*
Harry: So what are your names?
*nai opens her mouth to speak; nothing*
Quinncy: I’m Quinn, but erebody calls me Quinncy. Louis fucking Tomlinson can call me Sugar Cookie cos that’s what I want and he best do it bc he’s my bitch. This is meh potato nig and twinker nai, but Zayn turns her on so damn much, she can’t talk without screaming or some sexual shit.
*nai elbows her again*
Quinncy: Would you fucking stop.
Zayn: Um… Imma get some water and I’m not coming back bye.
Louis: Imma leave too.
*Quinncy grabs dat nig by da collar*
Quinncy: NAW BITCH YOU IS GONNA STAY RIGHT HERE. ZAYN FUCKING BEYONCE SHIT FACE MALIK YOU TOO.
*both just stand there all scared like bc Quinncy is scary like that*
Quinncy: Kay shit is in order now. Now Zayn lemme tell you bout mah nig ovah here. You should see the shit she says about you bruh. Lemme show you this one conversation we had on Wattpad… *Quinncy takes out phone; scrolls through convo*
Zayn: Ho shit.
Quinncy: That’s not all; she be writing smut with you and all you nigs up in here. She be reading it, then she DM me like “GIRL I CAN’T TAKE THIS SHIT” and she says that for like 239085 hours. *rolls eyes*
Niall: You all is fucked up.
Quinncy: Shut the fuck up Niall ain’t nobody asked you. *Niall gets up and just leaves, flipping his nonexistent blonde curls* Like I was saying, nai is fucking obsessed with you Zayn. She wouldn’t mind it if you raped her. Cos she always be sayin “It ain’t rape if you like it, Quinncy”. So yeah. You do your thing with her. *shoves nai forward*
Nai: Dude you a crazy bitch ok
Zayn: She didn’t scream then.
Quinncy: I put a spell on her that’s irrelevant. Anyways, on to what I REALLY was gonna talk about. Nai be WRITING smut too. Like DEEP SMUT. Not that ratchet ass “weiner in my hot dog bun”. And she don’t got posters, but she got google images and tumblr and 4839% of this country’s energy goes to her phone and laptop so she can just stare at dat fine body of yours.
Nai: I’m leaving.
Quinncy: NAI NO! ZAYN DIDN’T EVEN FUK YOU YET.
*nai is already gone*
Quinncy: Well, that just leaves you and me Louis. Let’s find a good corner. And remember, I like shit rough. Y’all can just leave me and my bitch Tomlinson. We is good.
*Liam throws a box of Trojans*
Liam: Be responsible.
*nai comes out of nowhere*
Nai: Dude, you’re not even legal.
Quinncy: Ain’t nobody asked you nai. Go back to wherever you left to until I come back.
*Quinncy had a good time.*
Okay so basically, Nai was high when she wrote this. K bai no judgement. Really, its a part of me and Quinncy's conversation, except 2000 characters isn't enough so yeah.
