The Un-Intentional HeartBreaker

Twin Trouble

Authors note: Hey!

I know, i know, you are all thinking, "you havent updated in fifty years!"

Well actually its been three weeks.

but same thing right?

This chapter is different in the sense that it has different characters than the normal 10, well 11 counting all the Tristan mess.

and I know you hate me for what I did to NIaller but dont worry!

It'll all work out as it always does in the amazing cliche novels I write.

After all, life is sappy right?

Anyways, Im gonna go watch an epi of gossip girl and you guys go read!

But Comment, vote, share? i forget this isnt facebook.

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Hi This is Niall, I'm doing something right now, probably eating, but I'm busy so you’ve got my voicemail. Say whatever you need to at the beep.

*Beep*

This was the thirty sixth time he didn’t answer his phone.

“Hi Niall. This is Chrissy….again. Look I'm worried and I usually don’t call a guy this much so you should feel flattered but I'm worried. I have to tell you a few things and you haven’t answered your phone. Harry said that you were home so why aren’t you answering? Call me! I….I love you.” I said.

“Okay. Now you look pathetic.” Annabelle said, looking up from her laptop. “You should stop calling a boy at the tenth time he doesn’t answer. He obviously doesn’t want to talk to you.”

And when she said that, I did something I would’ve never done. I burst into tears.

“Okay….okay! What is going on? Oh my god! Chrissy, are you okay? I was kidding! Niall loves you! In fact he wants to marry you and have your kids! God dammit he wants to have a whole twenty four hour make out session with you and do bad things to you which grosses me out so much but stop crying Chrissy!” Annabelle panicked.

“He hates me and I don’t know why!” I yelled out.  And after I registered what she said, “And eww”

“No he doesn’t hate you!”

“Yes he does! He didn’t just look at the five million messages I sent him and think, hmmm…..Im not going to answer these because I love Chrissy so much!” I told her, sarcastically.

“Okay! This is enough! Anyone who makes my Chrissy cry gets their ass kicked!” Annabelle said. “Let’s go!” Bella said, pulling my arm towards the door and getting the keys to the car.

“Where are we going?” I asked

“To the stupid boy’s house!” Bella said.

After a lot of pointless arguing with Annabelle, I got into the car and crossed my arms, and pouted.

“Get out of the car!” Annabelle said once we had arrived.

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“I’ll buy you a donut.”

“Let me think….no.” I said.