Answer to joke is....
Meow-tain! HAHAHAHAHA XD
Here's another:
What did the cockroach say to the man who wanted to squash it?
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Phoebe's P.O.V.
I start to pack my things into my suite case for the week long trip in Florida. I fold up my shorts, and shirts, to put then in first. I then grab extra pairs of underwear, and bras also then put them on top. I then walk over to my closet and grab my black dress that I got for the funeral. I look at it for a second then think of my parents.
I can't believe this had happened... I know that they been really bad parents of choosing Violet over me to love but that doesn't mean they aren't my parents. They raised me into me, and I am glad because of that. I grab the dress, fold it and neatly place it on the right of the suite case.
A knock sounded from my door while I put my small makeup bag in the last section of the suite case. I look up, and see Allison standing at the door with a small smile in her face. "Hey," she briefly says then comes up, and gives me a hug.
"Hey," I say back while returning her hug. "Im going to miss you Phoebs," she says then pulls away while smiling at me. I nod, and answer back. "Me too," I say, and smile. I am not lying that I am going to miss my best friend that has been there for me ever since I moved here. Shes that missing puzzle piece to me, without her I will be nothing.
"You got a visitor," she wiggles her eyebrows then runs off giggling. Hmm I wonder who is visiting me during this time? I walk out of me room, and my eyes go to the leaning figure on the door frame. I smile at the familiar boy that I have fallen in love with. I go up to him, and wrap my arms around his waist. He wraps his arms around me while putting his chin onto my shoulder.
"I'm going to miss you," he whispers, and I nod. "Me two," I say back, and he kisses the top of my head. "Awe you guys are cute but you should get finished packing missy," Allison walks by, and then I run into my room to finish packing my things.
Harry then walks in after me with his hands in his tight black pants. "So this is your room ey?" he asks while going up to my dressers looking around. I have forgotten that he hasnt been really at this house hardly except for picking me up. "Yep," I pop the p, and put all of my utilities I need for this trip. Such as curling iron, blow drier, flat iron, and my crinker.
"You play guitar?" he asks while standing over my acoustic. "Yes. You should know this remember the time in Starbucks where you offered to help me write songs. I never got the help," he nods, and shakes his head. "Once you get back we could maybe do a duet?" he asks while stroking the cords on the guitar. "That sounds good I guess," I say then get back stuffing in my sketchbook in case I get bored.
"Oh I never thought you owned lace?" he cheekily grins up at me while holding up a black pair of lace underwear from my drawer. I look up at him, and give him my signature glare. "Harry put it down," I approach him slowly, and he shakes his head and then searches through the drawer once more. I really dont have time for this. I grab my suitcase, to walk out, and see Allison with her car keys in her hand.
We are about to leave, and I get pulled back into the arms of Mr. Harry Styles. "I would like to drive you," he says loud enough that Allison heard and she scoffed. "See you guys then at the airport," she mumbles then look aves in the white comfortable. Harry then takes my case, and heads out towards his car. Its a very different car then the others he drove me in. The others were all fancy, and this rusted car looks very different.
I start to fan my hand over my face once I step out of the house. Its hot today, but I am glad I am wearing shorts, and a blue tanktop. Harry puts my suitcase in the trunk, and unlocks the car so I can get in. I get in and get greeted by cool air, and leather seats. Wow this car is very nice from the inside instead of the outside.
