We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

Chapter 10 - You're my Wonderwall

Hannah Montgomery:

   We went back into the hotel, and as I walked past Daynah's room the door opened and she pulled me inside, Zayn followed behind stiffling his laugh. 

   "Geez, you could've atleast warned me you were gonna try and kidnap me!" I exclaimed, some-what out of breath from the heart attack she just gave me. 

   "Sorry," She said, quietly, "But did you hear about Zoey?!" 

   "Yes of course! Zayn told me, and I ended up confronting her," I said, and looked over at Zayn giving him one of my playful dirty looks, "Apparently I'm a great spaz."

   "You are." She said, simply. 

   I rolled my eyes and sat next to Zayn who was on the computer already sending in the photos to sugarscape. Oh aren't we brilliant. 

   "Sometimes I wish I could just punch that slutty little bitch right in the---" 

   "HANNAH!" Daynah exclaimed cutting me off. She knew exactly what I was going to say. 

   "It's true..." I mumbled, and turned back to the computer where Zayn pressed send. He did an evil laugh, and I joined in. Daynah rolled her eyes at how immature we're being, and she went into the washroom. 

   Now all we have to do is wait... 

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   I checked sugarscape's website every hour just to see if an article had been posted yet. Geez these people work slow! We sent it in about three hours ago, and I've been waiting ever since. 

   Zoey did decide to come back and hang out with Harry, but she shouldn't be around much longer... I hope. 

   I got up for the fourth time today, and checked the website. I almost squealed when I realized the article had been put up. I read every last word; most of what Zayn had sent in anonymously, it was all quoted, and there, and I finally had proof. I AM GENIUS. 

  "ZAYNIPOOS!" I yelled, running out of my room. I ran across the hall to Zayn and Daynah's room but the door was locked. I shrugged, and tried to open it until the thought crossed my mind that maybe they want private time. 

   Tsk, tsk, that dirty little girl. 

   I shrugged and ran into Niall's room, and practically jumped ontop of him with happiness. I shoved my phone in his face, and he stared at me like I had a mental condition. 

   "Geez, Hannah calm your bananas." He rolled his eyes, taking the phone from me and reading what it read. 

   He looked at me, then back at the phone, then at me, and then at the phone. He did that a couple more times before throwing the phone up in the air, getting off the bed and doing an Irish jig. Niall's Irish jig is seriously the cutest thing you'll ever see. I sat there and laughed at his cuteness for a couple minutes until he lay back down; out of breath. 

   "Let's go get the boys and show Harry, and get rid of that slut once and for all!" Niall chimed, grabbing my phone and running to get the others. See? I'm not the only one who thinks that of her. It's even better when he says it. 

   Louis gave me a piggy-back down the hall and we knocked on Harry's hotel room door; Zayn, Daynah, and Liam following behind us. 

   "I'll bet you their making babies." Louis smiled, before kicking the door with his foot.