The Ordinary Life of Ziam♥ (a Zayn&Liam fanfic)

Chapter17

Chapter17

↓Nalex Chapter↓

Alex's P.O.V

Ugh! I hate this. Stupid mother fucking nature. I wish the devil would fuck you up and disable you from-woah.........no.

Just no, Alex. Stop that negativity.

I've been hanging out with Chandler alot. No. Stupid gay bitch.

"Oh my gosh, I think she hit me like a bitch too."

Speaking of the devil.

He walked in my room as he held his stomache.

"Oh my gosh Chandler you're not in your goddamn period!" I yelled.

I don't want to be mean but making me just a bit upset In this situation is like poking an ogre with a needle or waking up a motherfucking dragon.

You. Just. Don't. Do. It.

"Look bitch. I can pretend." he snapped at me.

Oh hell no.

I sent him death glares and he held his hands up in surrender.

I looked like a fucking mess.

It's freaking Saturday and I'm suppose to be having fun with Chandy and Ni but he can't walk and Chandy is bitching.

"Should I text your bitch?" he asked as he held his phone above his face.

"No! The last thing I want him to know is that I'm fighting with mother nature!" I yelled as I pointed a finger to him.

"Too late." he grinned at me.

"What exactly did you fucking text him Chandler?" I asked in a deep female demon like voice as I shot death glares at him.

"I texted him; Alex is on her period. Bitching like a dinosaur that can't touch his peepee. You should bring some of her favorite icecream and chocolates and Starbucks. And a snicker bar. Baiiiiiiii. Lots of love, Chandy Babe. I also put a small heart at the end of my signature. You know I-" I cut him off by pouncing at the little bastard.

"You. Will. Pay" I sounded like a fucking demon like maybe even the Devil himself idunno man.

He gave me a terrified look and I was satisfied with my affect on him.

"Alex. Alie-boo..............weewee 1.........I know you're in there somewhere. Snap out of it. Please. I'll do anything. I swear." he said under a breath take.

I jumped off of him and sat on my bed.

"Anything?" I asked.

"Yes. Anything." he said as he lifted himself up.

"I want you to clean my room." I simply said.

His eyes widened at my request and eyed my messy room.

"Alex.........are you for serious?" he asked.

"Very." I nodded and clapped my hands together.

"Okay." he sighed and began cleaning my bedroom.

"Yeah, clean my room weewee2. You are my slave! Andalė  mister Mexican man!" I pretend to have a whip. He rolled his eyes at me and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahahahahaha ow ow ow ow SON OF A BITCH!" I yelled as I clutched my stomache. Cramps hurt like bitches.

Maybe I should shower. I feel icky.