The Bad Boy Found A Stain Of Blood In My Bed! ☑️

XVII. A True Love Kiss?

I followed Harry down the stairs and I was amazed when I found a huge laboratory with many potions and machines everywhere. Wow, I didn't know he was a scientist. Or a witch.

But what surprised me the most was that all members of One Direction were here! Oh my fucking gawd! Liam was working on some potions, Louis was sweeping the floor with a broom, Zayn was having a seizure and Niall was typing on a computer. I could see the pic of a naked guy in there. Wut.

I continued following Harry and he blew the dust off a huge book. He flipped through the pages until he found what he was looking for.

"Aha! It reads: if the victim has been infected with herpes, the only way to break the spell is if the victim receives the kiss of true love."

"Who has herpes?" Liam asked.

"She." Harry pointed at me and I blushed.

"Oh my Gawd, did she suck your dick?" Louis said.

"Yeah. The bitch was so horny. I couldn't help it."

I gasped. "I had to pass math class!"

"That's what all of them say." Louis scoffed.

"It's true! Harry, tell them, you bitch!" I defended.

"Okay, shut up everybody. Sandra, didn't you hear that in order to get rid of your herpes you must receive a true love kiss?" Harry said.

"Great, now I'm in one of those fairy tales? Can this get any weirder?" I threw my arms in the air.

"Yah, it can." We heard a mysterious voice reverberating through the laboratory. We looked around confusingly.

"Anyway, are you going to try this shit or what?" I asked.

"No, ew! I won't kiss your mouth full of herpes!" Harry said disgustingly.

"THIS IS YOUR HERPES, MOTHERFUCKER. YOUR DICK PASSED IT TO MEH."

"Hey, look." Liam interrupted as he read the book. "There's a note here. It says: if the herpes is located on the lips of the victim, the kisser must kiss the victim's butt instead."

"Wait... does that mean..." I trailed nervously.

Everybody smirked evilly and it even made Zayn wake up from his seizure. They ran and made a line behind Harry.

"You must be fucking kidding me now!" I said as I turned around, then I pulled my mini skirt down and bent down. (A.N.: O_o)

This is so fucking embarrassing.

It seemed like everybody froze in their places and I sighed in frustration. "Come on! Just fucking do it now! Whoever!"

"Um, okay, uh... It looks like I'm first..." Harry said. I watched as his face got closer to my ass and then I felt his lips touch one of my buttcheeks.

"Did it work?" He asked.

"Nope. I still have herpes."

He let out a sad sigh. "Well, it looks like I'm not the love of your life."

"Of course not, bitch. You bewitched me with your herpes. It's as if you were the witch in this story. What did you expect?"

"Oh, right."

"My turn!" Liam jumped excitedly, pushing Harry out of the way and bending down to kiss my buttcheek. "Nothing?" He asked after a while.

"Nothing." I replied.

"Fuck off, bitches." Louis said and did the same as the other two idiots, but the herpes remained on my lips. I was starting to get bored.

"Get outta da way yo niggaz, I'll show y'all who's this betch's lof life." Zayn said as he bent down to kiss my buttcheek.

But before he could do that, I accidentally farted hard on his face. He started coughing and fell to the ground, shaking violently, causing him to have another seizure. Oops.

"Oh my gawd! Zayn, respond! Oh my gawd, just look at what you've done, Sandra!" Louis said desperately as he ran and knelt to Zayn's side.

"Maybe I should stop eating green beans." I said.

"My turn, bitches." Niall said, rubbing his hands together.

"Nope. No more!" I protested as I pulled up my mini skirt. "I'm sorry to disappoint you guys, but none of you are the loves of my life."

"But, at least lemme try." Niall pleaded.

"Nope. Besides, I saw you checking out some naked dude on the computer a while ago."

Everybody turned to look at him shocked and he blushed hard.

"Sorry guys. I gotta go. Thanks for nothing." I said dramatically as I turned and walked up the stairs, out of their mucky laboratory or whatevs.

"Sandra, wait! I'm sorry!" Harry cried as the others took hold of his arms.

I turned to look at him one last time. "See you never, Harry."

Then I ran, I ran out of the classroom, covering my face and ignoring the weird stares I was recei- Wait, nobody was giving weird stares now. I guess they got used to the crazy crybaby me.

I pushed the boy's restroom door and, before I could lean my back on the wall, slide into a sitting position, hug my knees and cry my ass out, I saw Klinton looking at himself in the mirror.

He looked at me as soon as I entered, with those beautiful orbs of his. He seemed surprised to find me there.

"Sandra?"

"Klinton." I said firmly. "We need to talk."

We stared at each other's orbs dramatically.