Chapter 10- SUCK YOUR OWN BALLS, STYLES!

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I groaned, and threw my head on the pillow. This. Sucks. Balls. As a result of the little "competition" i had gotten nothing but pampering. i didn't want pampering. i wanted my life back! I had grown up surrounded by celebrities, living in the richest part of the state. My Dad was a movie Director, and My Mom was a manager. So, when i had accepted Harry's date, i had thought he was going to be like the rest. Snobby, and stuff. But no. He is awesome and then his friend is awesome, and they both fall in love with me. Mayb i should be a celebrity. The Star of my own soap opera. Called "Chloe". not very original, but i could think of something along the way. There was a knock on my door. I groaned in response, and Perrie walked in. I sat up. I liked her. She and El were really nice.

"Yes?"

"Well, hun, i just don't know what to say. I really don't. Who do YOU thnk is right for you. Not who do you think will win you over, who is right for you? Who is the ONE?" She asks softly. My eyes water up. 

"I don't know! I don't like this. last time something like this went on, something bad happened! I met Harry frst, but I had more fun with Niall first. Maybe if we just take a break on this thing, just for a day-" i start. Perrie brightens, and holds a finger up to my mouth.

"Perfect. go get dressed. Something casual. We are going to the carnival!" She says. I beam at her, and usher her out.

:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::I stepped out of the car, and gazed in wonder and amazement at the large carnival. El and Perrie followed me. We were having a GDO, and nothing could stop it. I brushed my hands on my ligt-wash skinny jeans, and look down at my outfit. White tank, black leather jacket, and some combat boots. Add sun-glasses, and a cute girl-comb-over, and you get badass me. Perrie and El looked much the same. We walked to the ticket booth, and i think the cute, nerdy guy at the counter nearly fainted. I stifled a laugh when he gained his composure.

"How are y- I mean- how are you doing?" He asked, his high-pitched voice deeping at the last words. I smile, and hand him the money.

"Pretty good, you?" I say. He swoons, and this time i actually laugh. He scrambles back, and scribbles something down. he hands the paper to me. 

"Call me?" He asked in that ridiculously "deep" voice. I take it, about to stuff it into the recesses of my purse (Where i would never find it) but a hand grabs it out of mine. I look, and i see Harry, Louis, and Zayn. They didn't have tickets.

"RUUUN!" I yell. El, Perrie and I tear off, and i see the boy trying to stop the One Direction members from entering ticketless. he fnally does stop them, so we sneak into the food court, where we order lunch. I finish up the warm hot dog, and we sneak past the boys, who were searching the food court. We ran to the rollercoasters, as El said they would look at the kiddie rides first, as that was her favorite part. I had fun on the rides, and we crept passed the ferris wheel, where they were standing in line. They wr boarding, when they saw us. We smiled, and they glared. A girl walked over.

"Fighting with your guy?" She smiles. I shake my head.

"No, we are fighting because he wants to BE my guy." I say.

"CHLOE! IM GOING TO KILL YOUUU!" He shouted.

"He is british?" The girl asked. I nodded.

"SUCK IT STYLES!" I shout. he looks offended, and many o the girls freeze. they slowly look up, and i swear. They went bat-shit crazy. It was like going to Mall on Black Friday. There was screaming, shoving and mumbled "Heys". He shouted at me again.

"GIRLS! Don't hurt her, but bring her to me. GEEETTTT HEERRRRRR!!!" He yelled. They turned towards me, and ran. Luckily, i was on cross country, and volleyball too. I could move. 

"GO SUCK ON YOUR OWN BALLS, STYLES!" i shouted at him, as he watched me, amused. I finally slipped into the arcade. They rushed past. I turned and ran into someone. Now i really hope he goes and sucks it. 

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