"I still get nervous!!!!!!" my mom sang at the top of her lungs.
"Mom, it's i still get jealous." i told her, but she ignored me and sung another song.
" I don't fuck wit you, you stupid ass bitch i aint fucking wit you."
Is she high on that nail polish remover or...
"Bri!!" she yelled.
"What?!" i yelled back.
"Can you go to the store and pick me up some dark red nail polish and some more nail polish remover?" she asked.
"No." i said.
" Sorry let me rephrase that, go to the damn store and get me my shit you poo poo head!" she yelled.
Did she just call me a poo poo head? Oh hell no, she took it too far.
"Fine i'll go, you burnt piece of cabbage."
"I'll rather be a burnt piece of cabbage than a spoiled piece of lettuce." my mom said smiling while handing me a 20 dollar bill.
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"Where is the fucking nail polish remover?" i whispered to myself. i spent 10 minutes looking for some stupid bottle of nail polish remover.
"Finally!" i yelled to myself.
One small bottle of nail polish remover. i grab it but someone beat me to it.
"Niall?! I thought you moved to England and why you need polish remover?"
TO BE CONTINUED...
HAYYYYYY IS FOR HARRY STYLES. ANYWAYS, MY NAME IS JAYLA AND YEA, IDK WHAT ELSE TO SAY. ASK ME QUESTIONS MAYBE? WHAT SHOULD THIS FANDOM BE CALLED?
peanut butter and jayla?
breadsticks?
the neil whorans?
polishers?
IDK JUST GIVE ME HEAD, I MEAN GIVE ME A HEADS UP IF YOU HAVE ANYTHING, ILL TRY TO REPLY.✌✌
P.S. IM BAD AT STORIES, I DID THIS CAUSE I HAD AN IDEA FOR A BOOK.
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