Adopted by One Direction

Chapter 86

Winnie's Pov

"Ok, time to dance. The boys are in a meeting." Simon said. "Grant, take these these four to the dance room." we followed him and walked into it.

"Ok, I'm gonna go change." me and Bailey said at the same time.

"Ok." Nick and Ethan said at the same time. We ran to the dressing room and changed. I took off my jewelry and changed into black spandex, neon green sport shorts, black sports bra, and neon green loose crop top. Bailey had on the same but it was neon pink. I put my hair in a ponytail, knee high socks, and put on my Jordans. We looked at each other and nodded and we walked out.

"We all know the dance to this song so get your lazy asses up." I said. "definitely you Nick, we use to dance to it all the time." They got up and I put on 'headband by .B.o.B.' We all smiled.

"Already got one, rolled up in my left hand

Pussy on my mind, tighter than a headband

Kush in my lungs, got ganja in my sweat glands

This shit I'm on, better than the next strand

Than the next strand, better than the next strand

She head down, booty poppin' in a handstand

I shine bright, I'll give your girl a slight tan

I make that pussy whistle like the Old Spice man

I don't even understand, why she'd ever want a man

If she ever throw it, I'd catch it like a cornerback

Like a cornerback, that's an interception

You think I give a fuck, that's a misconception

Oh what a night, oh what a night

The roof is on fire, so what? I'm high

I said, oh what a night, oh what a night

Yeah she a bad bitch, all jokes aside

Hey, look at baby over there

Wassup, little mama come here

She started talking but I really couldn't hear

Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror

Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror

She broke it down started moving like Shakira

Like she do it in the mirror

Chop one, chop two, chop that ass down

Chop that ass down, chop chop that ass down

All I want you to do is just drop that ass down

Drop drop that ass down, now look back at it

Whistling Dixie

Middle school, I was getting head on a ten speed

Gigolo blood line, pimpin' hereditary

Black on 28's, it remind of February

Day you can fuck with me, that would be Neveruary

Dead ass rapper should have came with a cemetery

I am so cold, nigga like Ben & Jerry