The Silly Girl (A 1D FanFic) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 7

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PUBLISHED 3/12/15

Cameron's POV

I looked at the file and it said that Clyde was... There's a blank space.

I start sobbing. I can't even speak. Troy reads it.

"All this time... They never really said if he was dead or alive. This was a bust. He could be dead or alive," I say.

We walk out. There's a bunch of cameras flashing. Paparazzi. So many questions.

"Cameron, are you dating this boy?"

"How is it living with One Direction?"

"What really happened at the party?"

"Cameron, is it true you had a twin brother?"

"Why were you in the hospital?"

"Is it true your dad is out of prison?"

I just snapped.

"I'm not answering any of your retarded questions! Once I do, you'll turn my answers into something else because it's your bloody jobs!" I yell.

They all have shocked expressions than keep asking questions.

Troy pulls me close to him. We walk to his car. We get in and he starts driving.

"Where do you live?" he asks.

"The biggest house in the bloody universe. Why?" I ask, smirking.

"Seriously," he says.

"2 minutes, North of Starbucks," I say.

He pulls up to the house.

"Seriously, thank you. And I'm so sorry about the paparazzi. And that you got dragged into this. And then-." I ramble until he cuts me off. He cuts me off by putting his lips to mine. I just sit there, shocked. Then, I snap out of it.

"I like that version of 'Shut Up,'" I say.

"Me too," he says, smiling. "Do you know how much missed you?"

"I missed you a whole lot," I say. "You want to come in?"

"Sure," he says.

We get out of his car and start into the house. We open the door to find the five boys and one girl, asleep.

"Are you thinking what I'm think?" I ask.

"Yes," he says.

We wake up Kayla. She helps us.

I run up the stairs to Lou's room. We grab all his pranking supplies. We hide it in my room.

"Let's do this," I say.

We grab Sharpies and whipped cream. I put whipped cream on all their hands. We grab the Sharpies. I write something on all if their faces.

'I'm a cat!' I write on Harry's forehead. I draw a cat nose and whiskers.

'Daddy Direction!' I write on Liam's forehead. I draw serious eyes on his eyelids.

'Food!' I write on Niall's forehead. I draw little fruits on the rest of his face.

'Bad Boi From Bradford!' I write on Zayn's forehead. I draw a pair of sunglasses on his eyes.

'Sass Masta!' I write on Louis' forehead. I write 'Sass!' a few times on his face.

Troy and I hide all the food in Zayn's room. We hide all Zayn's hair products in Niall's room. I put dye in Zayn's shampoo. I plant the dye in Niall's room.

We put all Harry's clothes in Louis room. Since Harry's nude, it works. It's gross though. We put some off the stupid pranking supplies in Harry's room. Of course, I keep the good stuff.

Troy and Makayla hide a bunch of spoons in Liam's room. I put tiny cameras around, all hooked up to my laptop.

Makayla told us what we should do.

"Now, we set up a water trap to wake them up when we're gone," I say.

"Leave it to me," says Troy.

We get him everything and he sets a trap that when one of the boys move, the water will fall.

We all run out of the house and to Troy's car. He pulls into a side road. We sit their, watching my laptop.

We watch Harry roll over. The water drops on all of them. They all jump up, covering their faces, coating them in Whipped Cream. They all look at each others faces. They all squeal.

They run up to their rooms.

"Let's go back," I say.

We drive back to the flat. I go in and yell.

"What the fuck happened?" I yell, on the top of my lungs to make myself heard.

They come piling downstairs.

"We woke up and this happened," says Liam.

I can't help but laugh at their faces. I pull my phone out of my back pocket.

"Smile," I say, taking a picture of them.

I go onto the Twitter they set up for me. I tag them all. I post the picture. All their phones buzz. They look at their phones. They all shoot glares at me. If looks could kill...

"RUN!" I yell to Troy and Kayla.

We all scurry up to my room, locking the door behind us.

"That was fun," I say.

"Very," says Troy.

"I pranked One Direction!" yells Kayla.

I chuckle at her. "Now, You guys should go, before these fools break down the door. There's a ladder hanging from my window," I say.

Troy goes over to the window, grabs Kayla, and climbs down. I lock my window behind them. I unlock my door to find all the boys... gone.