Wild Child

New Trends

"Now we called our family meeting because we have something to tell you guys," Liam says. Yepp family meeting. We finished chore day about an hour ago after I had to finish all the rest of the upstairs by myself because Liam needed to talk to Zayn. So not fair.

"Okay so Liam, Zayn, and I need to go to New York for two days for work so were leaving you three home alone," Louis says with a worried look on his face. Yes party! I look at Niall and Harry who look at me with gigantic smiles, the house to ourselves for three days who wouldn't want that?!

"I think this is a bad idea," Liam says standing up. "I mean look at them, they're already planning something and we haven't even left yet. Why don't I stay home?"

"No Liam we'll be good, promise!" Harry says defensively. Niall and i nod our heads in agreement.

"They will be good or else they wont be able to sit for a year. They will get the worst spanking of their lifes," Zayn threatens.

"But who's in charge?" Niall asks.

"Well since you are all three the same age, you and Harry are," Louis says.

"That's not fair! We're all the same age!" I protest.

"Yea but Harry and Niall know the rules and have been in the family longer. But trust me Madelyn they won't abuse that power will they boys?"

.........Two days later

The older boys left leaving food, money, a list of rules, and a long line of threats but so far everything's going good. Too good in fact.

"Harry, can we do something?" I ask as I push his legs off the couch in order to make room for me.

"Nope," he says without looking up from his game of FIFA.

"Please, pretty please with cherries on top?"

"No now stop bugging me I need to finish beating Niall." How rude. Operation piss off Harry is now underway.

Step 1.

I wander into the kitchen grabbing a glass of water and walk back to the living room, accidentally pouring it over Harry.

"Madelyn Rose!" he screams, "Go to your room!"

"Oh but Harry I don't have a room," I say innocently.

"Go to Zayn's room then!"

"Okay," I say simply. Once in Zayn's room I pull out Harry's laptop that had coincidently been placed on Zayn's desk. Weird right? Ah poor kid he left his twitter logged in, bad idea Harry very bad idea.

I scroll down page after page of tweets. Let's make this interesting. I find a picture of two people kissing and add it into a tweet with the caption, "Guess who my new girlfriend is?" and press send. Perfect. Within minutes his notifications blow up and #Harrysnewgirl is trending. Perfect.

Harrys POV

I changed into new clothes after Madi drenched mine. Sometimes I wonder about her. Right as I'm about to leave the room I notice my laptop missing. I swear I places it their after skyping my mum this morning. It couldn't have gone far. Just then my phone starts ringing to alert me of a trend? Weird. #Harrysnewgirl ? What? And 100,000 retweets and 96,000 favorites of one tweet? I don't even remember tweeting anything good. And now I get it.

I storm into Zayn's room and my suspicions are confirmed. Madi is sitting on the bed laughing hysterically at the screen.

"Madelyn Rose!" I bellow snatching the laptop away.

"Now now Mr. Styles didn't your 'mum' teach you it's not nice to grab something?" she asks in a mocking tone. I glare at her before turning my attention to the a picture. A picture of two people kissing. Two people who were not me.

I grab Madi and jerk her over my lap, pulling her sweats down in the process. I start spanking her mercilessly. She starts kicking and screaming but I don't let up.

"You will not SMACK SMACK take peoples things SMACK SMACK and post fake things SMACK SMACK to twitter. SMACK SMACK do you understand me?" I yell.

"I'm sorry Harry I didn't mean to!"

"You didn't mean to? YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO?!" I land another set of extra hard spanks onto her bum.

"I-I'm sor-sorry," she cries before going limp.

I finish up by adding ten extra hard spanks to the middle of her bum and pulling her sweats up.

"Shh Madi were all done now, you aren't in trouble. I forgive you," I say soothingly. I let her cry into my shoulder until her eyes begin to droop. I place her down onto the bed but she holds onto my shirt so I lay down next to her. Come to think of it I'm tired too, I'll deal with the twitter drama tomorrow..........

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