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jokes (w.d.w.)

This imagines is just full of loads of short, jokey stories. Enjoy.

1: "Knock Knock."

We were all on the way to the boys' run through of their concert. The car was pretty much silent until Zach nudged Jack and said,

"Knock knock." There was a sigh and Jack turned to face Zach.

"I don't have a choice, do I?"

"Knock knock."

"Zach, I-,"

"KNOCK KNOCK."

"IT'S OPEN!" Jack shouted back, turning Zach's face so he was facing out the window. 

2: "One day."

"You know, guys, one day, I'm gonna die." I sighed. They all perked their heads up. They had been making the loudest racket. They were all shouting at each other because they were arguing about who had the best hair. 

"Y/n, don't say that. You're only my age." Zach said. 

"Yeah." Jonah agreed.

"I'm just saying, when I get there, to heaven, I'm gonna wait for each one of you at the gates." 

"Aw." Daniel smiled.

"Thanks, y/n." Corbyn and Jack grinned.

"Yeah." I smiled as they slowly started to argue again, I mumbled, "So I can make sure to tell God to send all of you assholes straight to hell so that I can get some peace and quiet in heaven." 

3: "The danger with skateboards."

"Y/n, you wanna come out on my skateboard with me?" Jack asked, grabbing his skateboard. 

"Sure, you better ask Jonah." I laughed. As we walked past Jonah in the kitchen, Jack asked,

"Jonah, can I go ride my skateboard outside?" 

"Whatever, I'm not your mother." Jonah shrugged. He followed us outside, regardless.

"Y/n! Watch this-," Jack started as he started to ride.

"NOT IN THE STREETS!" Jonah shouted, running after him.

4: "Outstanding."

I walked to join Jack, who was staring out the window to the garden with his arms crossed and shaking his head.

"Why has Zach been standing out there for the past two and a half hours?" I asked, peering at Zach, who was tapping his foot impatiently and looking around the garden.

"He's waiting for someone to ask him what is he doing so that he could say that he's 'outstanding'." Jack sighed. There was silence.

"I worry for him sometimes." 

5: "Waiting quickly."

"Oh my god." Corbyn paced the room impatiently. "Can Daniel hurry up? We've got a rehearsal like NOW!" 

"Chill." I nodded, "You still got a couple of minutes." Corbyn sat down and fiddled with his fingers. Barely thirty seconds later he was back up again, he got up, dialled Daniel's number and put it on speaker.

"Yo." Daniel picked up.

"Where are you?" Corbyn asked.

"I'm waiting for my Uber, chill." Daniel sighed.