The Unexpected Angel (Sequel to Be My Mistake)

Ninjas or thugs

A/N: Ok, I know you may be slightly confused as to WHY it is in Niall's P.O.V. So I shall explain. A certain dedicated reader of mine (you know who you are *cough* Ashley *cough ;D) wanted the next chapter to be something funny. So funny that it would have her falling of her chair in laughter.

So, here's your chapter Ashley. I hope that it's funny enough for you. Tell me how you like it :D <3

 

~Mad

 

Niall's P.O.V.

 

"Ok, on the count of three, we go in, and start hula dancing." Louis suggests, being far too serious.

Everyone gives him a confused expression, except for me. We should all be use to him by now. "Why would we ever do that?" Zayn asks.

"Because, aren't we here to be a surprise? I'd find it quite surprising to find One Direction hula dancing at six in the morning for no reason." He explains to him, then Zayn looks away in thought.

"You have a point." Zayn mutters.

Liam looks at Zayn, as if he were stabbed in the back by him. "What is wrong with you? Don't let Louis corrupt you!" He whisper shouts, slapping him on the back of the head.

"Ow!" Zayn mutters, glaring at Liam.

Harry then raises a hand, earning everyone's attention. "Why don't we just strip? That's pretty surprising." He says, wanting to be his nudist self.

"No stripping either!" Liam scolds him.

They all began to fight back and forth, trying to figure out what we were going to be doing to surprise her. I just smirk, being completely amused with them as I munch away on my Spicy Hot Doritos.

"That's it! I've got it!" Louis practically shouts, throwing his hands in the air.

"What?!" Liam, Zayn and Harry ask in unison, as I continue to just listen like a good leprechaun.

"We go in, dressed like characters from Toy Story, start hula dancing with mirrors, then strip!" He began to smile from ear to ear, happy that he had gotten everyone's ideas into one, but didn't realize how stupid it sounded.

"That's it," Liam groans, putting a hand in the air. "Louis, shut up. Niall, what's your idea?" He asks me, eyes pleading, as if hoping I had a better plan

I look away in thought, trying to come up with a good idea. "I've got nothing." I shrug, giving him a sympathetic half smile.

"Shoot." He mumbles, snapping his fingers.

"And all I have are these stupid ski masks that are basically worthless. Darn you pathetic, useless, itchy things." Louis sneers at the masks he threw in the middle of our huddling group.

Everyone, except for Louis and myself, looks at each other, smiles slowly tugging at the corners of their mouths.

"Guys, I have an idea."

 

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"Are we ready? Are we ready? Are we ready? ARE WE READY?" Louis seemed to have made it his life mission to annoy us all at this point, as he continued to act like a Chihuahua on crack. A scary, unforgettable image then burned into my mind, causing me to shutter.

For once in his life, annoyance burned in Harry's eyes, just before he slapped Louis across the face. "Shut. Up." He orders him, pointing a finger at his face.