Too Cliche and Incredibly Perfect ~ One Direction

Chapter Seven

OH MY GOD. I have been putting off writing for like three weeks and I cannot tell you how sorry I am. I am such an idiot, I would forget and then remember after a few days, procrastinate, and forget again so yes. I know. I suck. By the way, my twitter got suspended like twice so my new username is @stylinsonfetus_   i know very creative. In this chapter, I'm going to skip the whole venting session with Brooklynne because I feel like its really boring. ANYWAY on to Chaptaaahh Sevennnnnnn.

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*At hotel with the boys*

"OH MY GOD SHUT UP" Brooke yells at me. "NO! Oh my god you're an idiot. Go home, no one wants you here." I retaliate, until Saint Payne buds in.

"Hate to interrupt, but aren't you two supposed to be like best friends?" Liam says, trying to break it up between us.

"Ew, no I hate her." "Yeah, what the hell." we both say. "You can't actually like your best friend, Liam, that's just not how it works." Brooke grumbles with a mouth full of popcorn. "Oh my god, Brooke, you chew like a freaking cow. Close your mouth for Christ's sake!" I say again, to annoy her.

"Okaaayy, then..." Liam mutters under his breath, while walking away towards the rest of the boys who were waiting to watch the horror movie with us. Me and Brooke follow him. I plop on the couch between Niall and Zayn (*sigh* perfect) and Brooke sits on the floor with Sam, Taylor and Leanne. Louis and Harry are sitting together in an arm-chair fit for only one person and their girl friends are acting as if it's perfectly normal that they are cuddling (A/N: yes, I ship Larry Stylinson harder than life). Brianna was on the other side of Zayn while Liam and Carly were loving it up on the other arm-chair. 

As Harry gets up to put in the horror DVD, I suddenly blurt out, "Did I ever mention that I am horrified of scary films?" 

"Aw don't worry love, if you need some cheering up, I'll be right here" Harry says cheekily with a wink. "Also, don't forget that I'll be right here if you're scared. I won't let anything hurt you, I promise." Niall whispers in my ear after glaring at Harry for a second and protectively sliding his arm around my waist. "Where have I heard that before?" I whisper back, smirking, referring to the other night when he gave me that meaningful pinky promise.

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I can hear the scary music, and I know something is about to pop out, but I just don't know when. I'm gripping both Zayn and Niall's arms for dear life. As I let go for a moment to take another bite of popcorn, a big guy in a ski-mask holding a chain saw pops out from around the corner. I screech and my popcorn goes flying into the air. Louis takes a break from cooing at Harry to shush me. 

"Aw! My popcorn..." I whine with a frown. "Ugh," Niall jokes, "What a waste of perfectly good popcorn!" 

When I glare at him for being stupid and hungry, he raises his hands, as if to surrender, and says "Kidding!" But then he bends over, touches his shoe as if he was about to tie it, and instead grabs a handful of popcorn and tosses a few in his mouth. I gawk at him with my eyes wide, and grossed out. "What?! Floor's clean..." he said, justifying his gross appetite.

A little more of the movie goes by and I'm still clutching their arms. My eyes still glued to the screen, I reach into my bowl of what used to be popcorn and remember that it remains on the floor. "Aw. I want more popcorn." I say frowning, looking down at my empty bowl.

"Here babe, I'll share with you" Zayn and Niall say simultaneously. 

"Woah, Niall must really like you, Ari," Liam says out of the blue, "If he offers to share his food, he means business." Niall starts to blush like an idiot, but I pretend to not notice.