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Harry Has Awful Taste In Football Teams

"What is this?!" I practically yelled.

"That's my Packers jersey," said Harry matter-of-factly.

"Duh. I'm not stupid. I mean why on earth is it here?" I asked.

"Because the Packers are my favorite team," Harry replied.

"Ewwwwwwwwwwww," I whined. "I was not aware of the fact that I would be spending the next nine months in the company of a Packers fan!"

"Well who do you root for if you hate the Packers so much?" Harry asked.

"The bears, obviously," I said. "Chicago baby, born and raised."

"Oh God," Harry said, and pretended to faint. "The Bears suck."

"I mean you're not wrong, but the Packers are worse," I was furious.

"Why do you even root for them? You could root for any good team, yet you choose the one really bad team?" Harry asked. This idiot had gone too far.

"Don't offend the bears, mister! And I root for them because I'm from Chicago, like I said. They're my team! Wait. Why do you even care about American sports? You're from England aren't you? Most English people don't care about American sports!" I ranted. I would have gone on, but I heard giggling from my right.

"What's going on? You better not have been recording that!" I yelled, still angry at Harry. 

"No can do, love, we were livestreaming that to Twitter. We're going to have the fans vote and decide who's better.

"They're gonna pick the Bears!" I yelled at Harry.

"NO, the Packers!" he yelled back.

"In your dreams, Styles!"

"That's not the only place, honey"

"Bull. The Bears are better, period."

"No the PAckers!" his voice cracked. I immediately started cracking up.

"The bears!" I managed to choke out through my laughter.

"PACKERS"

"BEARS"

It went on like that for the next five minutes. We were interrupted by the driver telling us that we officially on the road, but then we continued screaming at each other. Louis finally decided to stop our fighting, and show us the poll results.

"AND THE RESULTS ARE... Packers forty-nine percent. BEARS FIFTY-ONE PERCENT! BEARS WIN"

"Told ya," I said with a smirk.

"They only won by a little," Harry muttered. I bent down and put my face really close to his.

"Still won," I said smugly.

"Whatever," he said with a laugh. "I'm gonna go to bed, though. So don't be too loud out there."

"Alright, have a goodnight." There were echoes of goodnight from behind me, and I went to go join them on the couch.

"What do you guys want to do?" asked Liam. 

"Uhhhh I don't care," I said. I didn't want to be too pushy.

"Hey, we could do that lipsync battle thing. Like on TV?" suggested Trinh.

"Okay. How does it work?" said Louis.

"You're joking, right?" Trinh asked, while I stared at him with a disbelieved expression.

"Umm... No?" He replied, confused.

"Well basically somebody picks a song that you know for you to 'sing'," I put air quotes around the word sing. "and you lip-sync to it, and kind of dance around to it."

"Okay."

We began by picking songs out of a hat. Each person wrote a song down on a piece of paper, and put it in the hat.

"I got Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus," said Zayn, worriedly. We all laughed at that, and I decided that I needed to get this on video.

"I have... Style by Taylor Swift" laughed Louis. "I hope Harry's still up to hear this one."

"I've got Emperor's New Clothes by Panic! At the Disco!" I said excitedly. I loved that band too.

"Well I have Best Song Every by you guys," said Trinh.

"I've got We Will Rock You by Queen," said Liam. 

"And I have Low, by Flo Rida," laughed Niall. 

"Okay," I said. "now that everybody has their songs, we have ten minutes to rehearse, get props, costumes, or whatever. Time starts now!" 

I set a ten minute timer on my phone and got to work. I grabbed a red shirt from my bag, and some red pants from Louis's bag. In the music video, Brendon Urie, was becoming a demon or the devil or something, so I figured I'd go for that kind of a thing. I had to put a belt on the pants because they were way too big for me, but it worked.

I was just finishing up rehearsing my mini choreography when BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEP !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The timer went off.

"TIME!" I yelled, and everyone came back into the small living room. We went in the order that we drew the songs, so Zayn went first.

"Liam, can I borrow your phone?" I asked, planning on using it to record. He handed it over, and Zayn began.

He came walking out in some slightly oversized clothes that I assumed to be one of the boys'. The music started, and he just kind of stood there and did some small spins and stuff for the verse. Then, the chorus came.

"I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALL!!!" the speaker screamed. 

Zayn ripped off the clothes he was wearing, to show him in some short shorts, and a bra. WE all started laughing hysterically. The song ended, and Zayn looked smug.

Next, was Louis's turn. He turned off the lights before he came in, and told us to turn them on when the music started. 

The familiar tune of Style started up, and when Niall turned the lights on, Louis was standing there in my skirt, Trinh's crop top, a blond wig (who knows where he got that from) and red lipstick, that was applied messily. He was SUPER dramatic during the whole time, and had us all rolling on the floor laughing our heads off.

He finished it off with a dramatic hair flip and bow.

It was my turn next, and I was reasonably certain that I was going to lose miserably, but it was fine. I entered, the room with the lights turned off, and handed my phone to Trinh and told her to turn the flashlight on.

The music started, and I acted like I was being possesed by a demon, and tried to look as evil as possibly, which probably made me end up just looking stupid, but I didn't really care to be honest.

I laughed and sat down, waiting for Trinh's performance to start.

The music started up yet again, and Trinh was dressed in a plain white shirt with some basic black pants. For every boy's part, she put a wig on (where were they getting these????) and it was really funny.

Liam's was pretty hilarious too, because he dressed up like Freddie Mercury's king costume. Honestly, where did they get all this stuff??

Niall's was honestly the most hilarious, because he would drop and he even twerked in Louis's face.

We all voted, and Zayn won, with Niall in a close second place.

a/n

//okay this chapter sucks. I'm reading thru trying to edit and im just gonna leave that cringe lip-sync battle alone. please continue the story I swear it gets better