Chapter 3: Faking A Smile

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I woke up the next morning by Taylor's laughing. It was a high pitched annoying laugh. I wiped my eyes and hopped down from my bunk. I walked to the kitchen and everyone was staring at me.

"What?" I asked still tired.

"Um Lori.... You are in shorty shorts and a sports bra." Louis said.

I looked down and just shrugged it off.

"Oh well." I said sitting down next to Niall.

I mean it's a sports bra. It wasn't like I was totally topless, and my boobs aren't that big anyway.

"Lori, it would be appropriate if you went and put a real shirt on." Taylor commented.

"Um, who said you are in charge?" I asked.

"The boys want you to go put a shirt on too, right boys?" Taylor asked.

I looked at the boys and they turned red.

"I'm fine with it." Louis said.

"Same here." Zayn said.

"It's her choice." Liam said.

"I like it." Niall winked as a joke.

"Harry?" Taylor asked.

"Lori, I think it would be appropriate if you went and put a shirt on." Harry mumbled.

"Someone's whipped." I said getting up to put a shirt on.

The other boys went insane with laughter. They all made the whipping noise and I walked back and was given the death stare from Taylor. I looked up at her and waved.

"Better?" I asked Taylor in a bitchy tone.

"Much better. You should not be walking around in a sports bra with a body like yours." She said.

"Excuse me?" I said.

"I mean you aren't skinny. It's the truth. I mean if you looked like me, than it would be a whole nother story." She said.

"Excuse me bitch. I am perfect weight. I don't have to bow down to you or even compare myself to you, you flat ass, tittyless bitch." I said.

She looked at me, shocked. The boys looked at me with their mouths open. 

"Yeah, I said it. What are you going to do about it?" I asked her.

She walked out of the room fuming. The boys all looked at me and smiled.

"That was amazing!" Louis said.

"Lori! You are on fire!" Liam laughed.

I looked to Harry and saw that he was holding back the laughter.

"Harry!" Taylor yelled.

He got up and left.

"WHIPPED!" Niall yelled.

"Does she know Harry doesn't like her?" I asked.

"We all know that he doesn't like her." Zayn said.

"And frankly I don't like her either." Liam said.

We all looked at Liam in shock.

"Aren't you suppose to be like a saint? You? Hate someone?" I asked.

"Hey, she is mean. I don't like her." Liam smiled.

"I never liked her." Niall said.

"Me either." Louis said.

"Same here." Zayn said.

"If One Direction breaks up, it will be all Taylor's fault. She has Harry whipped." Louis said.

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