Mashton: fluff or some other shit I don't know what its called

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Summary: Okay so this is just going to be a Mashton fluff coming right out of my mind because I frik frackling can.

Song preference: Drunk in Love -Beyoncé

  "Ashten, ASHTEEEN, ASHTEN WHET R U DOIN?" Micheal yelled at me. As you can see Michael has recently been on Tumblr so his fanboy internet slang self is in high gear. I hate it when he goes on Tumblr because next thing you know the only thing your going to be hearing and I quote "OKEY WHO LET ELEABEARD COME INTO DIS SITIATION RIGHT HER LIKE LAREH 4 LYFE BITCHEZZ ITS RIDE OR DIEE," and, "NIALL YOU CAN'T BE IN OUR BAND STHAP TRYIN TO BE YOU LITTLE IRISH LEPRECHAUN!"

"Okay who the fuck let Michael and Tumblr again." I asked in annoyance. I swear if I catch the person who let Michael on Tumblr again I wil- "ASHTEN ERMIGWAD DID YOU HERE THAT HARREH DOESN'T HAVE A DECEMBER 7TH GIRLFRIEND LIKE ASDFGHJKL I COULD ACTUALLY HAVE A CHANCE. ASHTEN COME ON LETS GO TO CLAIR'S I NEED TO GET ME SOME CAT EARS TO IMPRESS HARREH, YOU HEARD HIM SAY HE LIKES PUSSIES!!"

"Michael, will you please calm yourself because first of all, we have an interview in a hour and second of all 'HARREH' will never date you." I say to him.

"WELL LETS JUST SEE ABOUT THAT." Michael said and turned and huffed in annoyance. He pulled out his phone and started to dial a number. "Michael, who the hell are you calling, and can you please stop yelling.""Hello, Harreh, yea I'm calling to ask you that if I went and bought some cat ears, will I have a chance with you?" asked Michael into the phone. Is this bitch seriously calling Harry to ask him if he would date him or not. Like, Michael, get over yourself it's never going to happen, get off Tumblr for the love of God.

I look towards Michael, to see he has a offended expression on his face. I wonder if Harr- "BITCH WHET?! HOW DARE YOU CALL ME NOT YOUR TYPE, LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN ME? EVEN BEYONCE FUCKING BOWS DOWN TO ME WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE! I AM MICHAEL CLIFFOR, AND I DIDN'T FUCKING FORGET THE "D" BECAUSE YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN SUCKING THAT LATER BUT I GUESS NOT ANYMORE! I'M DONE WITH THIS SHIT DON'T TALK TO ME. BYE BITCH!" with that Michael ended the phone call.

I don't even know anymore, like what? "Huh, Harry thinks that I'm not his type. Well he can go and fuck off because I have a new found love, Zayn." " Michael I am so done with you, go put on your clothes we have to leave in 15 minutes for the interview. And while your at it, delete all social medias expect Twitter because management says that's a must have. Now run along, crazy fanboy." I mumbled that last part because we all know that if Michael heard that, World War 3 would be starting.

"WHET DE ACTUAL FUK, KENDELL, YOU BETTER BACK OFF OF MY MAN!" I heard Michael scream. Here we go again. I swear he said he was just into Zayn. This little fucker needs to stop.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey guys so I am going to add song preferences because I can and if anything in there offended you I am deeply sorry, I never ever mean to offended anyone in any way. So that's about it I hope you enjoy. Oh and if you get the " bow down" thing, that's a reference to Beyonces "Flawless" BOW DOWN BITCHES, B-B BOW DOWN BITCHES. Lol I'm sorry.
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                                                   -Kayla

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