Ok, well, to start off, I would like to dedicate this chappie to livingdoll991, for giving me the idea. Thnx so much!
Second, I will be editing the chapters to see if I could make them longer, because they all seem really short. So go back and skim them, to see if you need to re-read them. And don't forget to vote!(OMG, I'm saying that so much that I am starting to sound like I'm running for something governy, but I'm no, it just makes us happy to see that our work is getting liked. If you would like to hear my story about my first vote, imma here! LOL!) (Renea here, she didn't edit btw, because I'm editing her grammar, and she didn't, but reread so you can understand what she was trying to write)
So, enjoy, and tap that vote button like it's Louis ass! (The credit to that one goes to thatsmynutella, shes an amaZAYN writer, and I like that line, and it was so provotative that I did)
Where IS he? I asked myself. I have been waiting for Harry for 10 minutes at the house, sitting on their couch in my nice strapless cocktail dress with my hair down and a nice pink hairband with a big bow on it, and my favourite pair of sky blue heels. I started to play Temple Run on my phone when I hear the door opening and 5 tired-looking boys come walking into the flat. Miki heard them too, because she comes from the kitchen and hugs Louis, then moves to the rest of the guys.
"Tough crowd?" I asked, as I get up from my seat. The boys stared in awe at my outfit, and Niall is staring at Harry, sending daggers with his eyes.
"They were just energetic." Zayn said, texting someone, probably Lily. Liam picks up a magazine Miki brought with her, and starts flipping through pages. He stopped at a picture of Zayn and Perrie, showing it to him, and Zayn taked it, closed it, and put it down, looking annoyed. I stifle a laugh.
Harry walks to me, and hugs me. "Let me just fix myself up, and then we can go, okay?" he asked, making his way up the stairs.
"Where are we going?" I asked. He didn't respond, so I sat back down, and watched something stubbornly.
After a couple of minutes, Harry came back down, and mimics my sitting position. I giggled, and he lightened up. He stood up, taking my hand as we walked toward the car.
We drove in silence as Harry drives in circles, not wanting me to know where we are going When he stopped at a cinema, he got out, and opened my door for me, while I stumbled with the seat-belt. He put his arm out like a gentleman, and we walked inside. The cinema had a dark-red carpet, with a front desk showing all the movies, and one person at the register. We chose Madagascar 3:Europe's Most Wanted, and went down the stairs into a concession area, where we got popcorn, drinks, and candy, then went to the nicely-organised counter where you can get your straws and napkins, then headed over to where the cinemas were. We sat down in the middle of an nearly-empty theater, with only two families, one with 5 members, and one with 6 members, and the movie starts.
About half-way through the movie, Harry started making some moves, like doing the yawn-arm-over-shoulder trick, and I let him. We sat like this through the movie, and I heard a noise coming from my side. I looked over, and saw a sleeping Harry on the seat next to me, and he is SNORING! I stopped a laugh, but it turns to a snort, and if that wasn't bad enough, Harry's snores became louder and louder, which caused the families to turn to us, and a very rude little boy screamed "WAKE YOUR BOYFRIEND UP!", which earns him a slap by his older sister, who recognised who Harry is, and came to sit with us, or should I say me and a sleeping Harry.
"Sorry about him. He is really small and doesn't know what he is saying." she explained. I nodded and looked at Harry, then to her. "Oh, don't worry, I like your brother, Niall, not Harry." she said, making me feel awkward.
"Well then, give me your number and I'll give it to him." I said, recovered from the awkwardness. She handed me a piece of paper with her number on it, hugged me, and went back to her family. I silently laughed, thanking God that she didn't fan-girl on me.
I watched the rest of the movie, and woke Harry up after the credits. "Who-What-Where are the kittens?" he screamed, looking startled. I laughed, as I led him out of the theater, and put him in the back of the car. I drove back home, and went inside asking Liam and Louis to help me carry him back to his room. They carried him inside, and I went back to my room, putting on black pants and a neon-yellow tank-top, then went back downstairs. Zayn and Lily are on the couch, watching a cartoon, while Miki wrapped herself up in a blanket and was watching from the other side of the couch. I sat beside her, and Louis stands in front of me. "Excuse me, Mrs. Styles." he said, making me move, and he snuggled in next to Miki.
Niall came next to me, and confronted me. "Okay, I know your old now, and I know that you thought it was appropriate to wear what you wore on a date, but it wasn't. I-"
"Niall! Stop bickering, and come sit next to your sister." I said. He did as he was told, and I gave him the girl's number.
"What is this?" he asks, examining the number.
"This", I said, gesturing to it, "is the number of a fan that likes you."
He looked at it, then took out his phone, and dialed her number. Hello? I hear on the other line.
"Hiya, I'm Niall Horan. My sister gave me this number, so, are you," he looks at the sheet "Ali?"
Yes, I am.
"Well, do you want to meet up sometime?"
Yes, please. How about Nando's?
"Sounds good to me. See you tomorrow, Ali" then he hung up. I could imagine Ali doing cartwheels in her room. Niall nodded, as in saying thank-you, and walked upstairs.
Ok, so, what do you think? Ali and Niall, huh? Nali? Comment below!
Tina Styles, otherwise known as Mary
No, well, ok. A girl can dream?
Ok, so I will have a new thing where I ask a personal question to all my fans, just to get to know you, and here is this chapters:
How much would you pay to see Harry on that plane Allan Carr mentioned?
Watch the video in chapter 4 if you have no idea what I'm talking about.
As Louis would say Tune-in next week for some more fun!
No, no? Well, fine. Be that way! (she says, running away with tears in her eyes)
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