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"I'm not having sex with you Harry" I rolled my eyes and pushed my best friend off me.
"I never said I want to have sex!" Harry defended himself.
"Whatever....holy fuck Satans behind you!" I screamed. I rolled off Harry's legs and the couch and landed on the floor with a big thump.
"What?!" Harry suddenly jumped up and I screamed. The motherfucking spider was on him.
"Harry.....I'm sorry" I cried, as I felt tears come to my eyes.
"Is it on me.....?" Harry knew what I meant when I shouted the Satan thing.
I slowly nodded.
"OMG get it off me!" He shrieked.
"Where did that tarantula come from, and it's as big as my hand, I can't just smack it off you like a ant" I said.
Harry froze. "I can feel it."
"My names deceiving me, I'm gonna die at 16!" I shouted.
"You dying?! Woman the damn thing is on me!"
"Shake yo body" I said backing away from Harry. Harry did as told, and the spider flung across the room, I ducked as it flew over my head and hit the wall.
Then it started moving it's creepy little legs and crawling across my dining table. "Totally gonna have to disinfect my table later" I groaned as I fell into Harry's arms.
"How do we kill it?! I don't want a giant ass spider stuck to my shoe!" Shouted Harry.
"I definitely can't kill it with a book..." I said.
"Can we call the police?" Asked Harry.
"UH NO! They'll be stupid and say kill it yourself" I glared at the spider.
"Can't you just pick it up...?"
My mouth fell open as I turned to look Harry in the eyes.
"Me? Why can't you!" I shouted.
Harry nodded as he slowly walked over to the table. He picked the spider up with his two fingers, as a look of horror and disgust crossed his face. He opened my window and threw the thing out.
"OMG agh! A tarantula just fell out of the sky! Get the damn thing away from me!"
I cringed. "Hehe whoops".
Harry closed the window. Then he ran over to my sink and started washing his hands. I saw him squirt like half the bottle of soap into his hands.
"Hey stop wasting my soap! It's for washing dishes not for yo hands!" I said.
Harry turned off the water. "Well that was fun" Harry let out a deep breath.
"And scary" I added.
"Are you gonna get a noise complaint from your neighbor?" Asked Harry.
And at that moment, hell decided to knock at my door. Just kidding.
I went to open the door.
"What?" I asked rudely.
"You and your boyfriend----".
"He's not my boyfriend" I rolled my eyes.
The boy who knocked at my door had a buzz cut and brown eyes.
"Well you were being noisy" said the boy.
"What's your name?" I asked,
The boy raised his eyebrow. "Liam."
"Well Liam, there was a tarantula in here and we were trying to kill it, so fuck off" I glared at the boy.
"Bloody hell" Liam muttered before walking away.
I closed my door. "Fucking knobhead" I mumbled.
"A knobhead, seriously?" Harry chuckled. Damn his stupid deep laugh. I should move to Holmes a Chapel, if every guy's laugh is like that. Okay now I'm calling my best friend's laugh hot. Real smart Infinity.
"Yeah he's such a knobhead I mean seriously!" I shouted.
I suddenly got another knock at the door. "Bloody motherfucking hell, you must be shitting me---" I opened the door to see a young man around his 20's.
"Weird accent you got there love" The man smirked.
"I'm from Liverpool, what do you want?!" I asked annoyed.
The man then pulled something out from behind him. A tarantula.
I shrieked and Harry came to see what's going on. I fell backwards into his arms.
"You dropped this on my wife" he growled.
"So?" I scoffed.
"And she had a heart attack if you couldn't hear the ambulance above your loud screams and shouts, fucking teens" the man glared at us. Well I was wrong, he might be in his 30's.
"So why are you here with a live tarantula?" I asked.
"Oh your scared of them right?" The man took a step forward and confidence soared through my body.
"Ey, your not allowed to enter my flat!" I shouted.
"I could always charge you both. That your tortured her with a spider to the point she had a heart attack" the man smirked.
"Don't you dare, you charge them, and I'll make sure you go to jail for threatening them. Get the fuck outta here you sicko, before I call the police".
Liam. Why was he here?
The man glared at us, then Liam then walked away.
Harry opened his mouth. "Close it curly, I only save your asses because you were being loud" then Liam walked away.
Me and Harry shared a look.
What the fuck just happened?
Did I mention Liam Payne is fucking hot?
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Fanfictionfun /fen/ noun 1. Enjoyment, amusement, or lighthearted pleasure. adjective 1. Amusing, entertaining, or enjoyable. verb 1. Joke or tease. Infinity Summers is all for fun, Liam Payne is all for drugs and danger.