Wait! She Knows Who We Are and She Didn't Fangirl?!

Wait! She didn't fangirl and she knows who we are?!

Liam’s POV

Sooooo after an hour of Harry and Louis poking me, Niall munching food in my ear and me chocking on the toxins of Zayn’s hairspray all while I was watching Toy Story 3 for about the millionth time… maybe I do have a problem… we’ll decide this later!!! Anyways, after an hour of this *points awkwardly at all of the other boys* I decided to have some fun. Okay time to go Daddy Direction on their arses!

No… Just No… Never again…

Fine mind you win this round…

“Alright SHUTUP!!!," I yelled.

Did they stop, you ask?

Of course not!

Desperate times call for desperate measures

So I did what any normal person would do…

I ran to Louis’s room grabbed, a water gun, filled it with whipped cream and milk and skipped down the hallway. Then when I got into the living room I crawled on the floor and ninja rolled perfectly into a standing position. I WISH! Instead I tripped over my Buzz Lightyear action figure NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Toy Story just failed me *cue crying*

(Liam’s mind)

 YOUR ON A MISSION!!!

Oh… right… back to that…

So I decided on walking to the room. Now Harry and Louis were creeping up on Zayn and reaching for his hair. So I grabbed my water gun and shot the three of them. Then I quickly sprayed a confused Niall. Then I charged up the stairs to Paul’s room.

“PAUL HELP! THE BOYS ARE TRYING TO KILL ME!!!”

Wait… where’s Paul…

“LIAM!!!”

I looked over my shoulder and saw three properly armed boys standing at the doorway. Wait? Where’s Zayn? Oh right I sprayed his hair… Poor Zayn… NOT!!! Muahahahaha

“NOOOOO!!! PAUL WHERE ARE YOU???”

“Paul went shopping Liam don’t you remember?” Harry said with an evil smirk on his face.

Shoot! Oh well time for plan B. which is… run and dive in the swimming pool! I’m so smart. MENTAL HIGH FIVE! Then I ran outside the door into wait what is that HAIL???

“ AHHHHHHHHH”

I shut the door and ran up to the bathroom, but right when I got there I saw Louis, Niall, and Harry.

“Okay guys WAIT! I have an idea. Do you guys want to webchat with our fans? The boys had a silent conversation with their eyes. “Okay,” that all agreed. I triumphantly began walking down the hallway until I felt three substances being shot at me. One was… pickle juice?!?!?! The second one was… grape jelly?!?!?! The last one was… Carrot juice. Louis… Hands down.

“Okay fine. I deserved that” I grumbled.

*An hour and one pillow fight later*

“Tweet that we’re webchatting” Harry said.

After we tweeted we started webchatting.

Louis’s POV

WOW those girls can scream!

Liam said we had to talk to each person for at least five minutes each. So far we’ve talked to about six screaming bimbos. Each one had like fifteen layers of makeup on their face with fake eyelashes and fried hair. They were all around our ages and were majorly flirting with each one of us. We were having a contest to see who could hold their laugh in the longest. Niall… well… he lost in the first five seconds the game started…