And the winner of the poll is Liam with 8 to 7 votes. I 4got 2 count the previous votes on chapter 3
THIS IS SOOO AGAINST MY PLOT >:(
But who's the best plot turner?? *Points to herself*
Dedicated to TrinnaElizibeth for giving me opinions on this chapter... well sorta... on the story really :)
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After a minute of looking at each other, the boys and I burst out in laughter. For no reason. At that moment, everything is forgotten. All my bad times, gone, (just for those few minutes). Looking back, I don't even remember the last time I laughed so openly.
"C'mon," I say, getting on my feet. The boys are still lightly chuckling.
"How long is Boo going to stay down there?", Harry asks as I enter the kitchen. I turn to look at him.
"Boo?", I ask.
"Louis," Liam clarifies, walking beside me.
"You learn something new everyday," I scoff. Harry pouts.
"No need to get jealous," he says, leaning against the counter.
"Jealous?", I ask, somewhat outraged. Harry grins at me. "You didn't!" His grin widens.
"Oh no," Zayn says, behind me. Watching Harry and my eyes, which were staring at each other, narrowed.
"TAKE COVER!!!", Niall screams, running out of the room, followed by Zayn and Liam.
I grabbed the jug of juice from the table which I was standing beside. I grip on to it and turn it slightly to it's side, throwing the contents of it at Harry.
His face crunches as the juice wet-tens his face. Then, for a while he stands there, gaping at me. Anyone would be surprised at this...
"Oh, it's gonna be like that, is it?", Harry laughs, grabbing the mayonnaise on the counter and squeeze it towards me, staining my 'I Love Nerds' t-shirt. I gasp.
"Oh no you didn't!!!", I make a run to the fridge and grab the ice-cream tub, flinging it at him with Harry. He doges most of it, but the strawberry lands on his hair and face, melting slowly to his shoulders. I burst out laughing. He runs towards me and grabs me by the waist, carrying me to the big bowl of guacamole.
"NO!!", I shriek, struggling to get out of his grasp. "Liam!!", I call, "HELP!! SOMEONE! I'm about to turn into a chip!", I scream at the top of my lungs. Liam appears at the doorway and gasps. He runs to help, I don't know who, but either way, he's too late. Harry dumps my face in to the gwak. When he pulls me out, I'm betting I look like a alien.
"YOU JERK!!", I yell to Harry, grabbing the bowl and dumping it on his head, the green gwak spilling out on his shoulder. Liam laughs.
"I think you should seriously go wash up," Liam suggests. Harry laughs and starts heading up but I stop him.
"No, outside," I tell him, "I don't like gwak in my showers," He huffs and heads out into the New York sun. I get the hose, putting it in the tap, I look up and he's shirtless.
"Check out the muscles!", He says, flexing his 'muscles'.
"I've seen mice with more muscles then that," I retort back. He pouts and then grabs the hose out of my hands, holding it to his face.
"Why is it not working?", he asks, putting one eye in there. I smirk and turn it on, it sprays out like mad, going into his eye. He trips back, falling onto the now wet grass, getting somewhat muddy. I take the hose from him and take off my 'Nerd' t-shirt, leaving me with a spaghetti top. I hold it at my head and let the cool water wet me top-bottom. After I'm done, I head inside, dripping wet.
One look at the kitchen, gives me a twitch. There was dripping guacamole on the edge of the counter and the floor, mayo and ice-cream not far behind. Juice there too and now hose water. I nearly scream.
"Wow," Harry says, coming in beside me. "Liam, Niall, Zayn," he calls. They all appear in the kitchen.
"Help?", I say, with big eyes. "-Hey where's Danny?" I ask. They all shrug. "Danny?", I call. No answer. I pull out my phone, since she usually tells me if she's gone. Nothing. I Dial her number. After three rings she picks up.
"Hey Angie," she says, "Sorry I forgot to tell you, I'm at the super-shop, getting carrots for Louis." My mouth forms a perfect 'O'.
"Oh, OK...", I say to her, hanging up. I turn to the boys, who're laughing.
"Clean," I say.
"We don't do the 'C' word," Niall says to me. I raise my eyebrow. "Well, Liam does, we don't." With that he and Zayn walk away.
"Yea, I'm going to go keep Boo company." Harry says, walking away. Aren't these boys nice.
"Let's clean," Liam comes up beside me.
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Congrats to people who voted for Liam, and the people who voted for Harry, Angie is going to have a close friendship with him :) So keep reading!!!
Oh yea, and let me know if I have mistakes or if you think I can make the story any better and I'm still looking for ideas and complications
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