Damn Your Gorgeousness (One Direction Fan Fiction)- Slow Updates

I go on a car ride with a bunch of wusses

Yeah, since I have no life I've decided to continue with this 'story'

ENJOY, I guess...

And excuse the over use of capital letters... I had to play the violin for, like, 2 hours (okay, no, I'm kidding. But it felt like 2 hours) and I was real angry at my Mom for thinking I could do more so....

Yes... you may read now. Unless you just skipped this whole thing.

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I go on a car ride with a bunch of wusses

Chapter 5... I think

"You're bored?" I ask slowly.

"Yes." Louis nods.

"You brought me out of class because you're bored."

"Yes." Louis says more slowly this time.

"You're kidding me."

"We're not."

"You're crazy, and I'm going back." I say. Okay, I'm bluffing, I don't want to die listening to Macbeth.

"No, you won't." Niall says.

"Oh yeah? Watch this." I say. But, me being stupid, I do nothing.

I am an idiot.

"Come on, we're going to have fun!" Zayn exclaims clapping his hands together.

"Yeah, woooooo!" Harry cheers. Loudly.

I almost slap him.

Louis grabs my hand and practically drags me outside.

"Louis! Let go!" I shout, trying to grab hold of a pole.

Liam, the 'mature' one, just watches.

Louis finds this less amusing and happens to find THROWING ME OVER HIS SHOULDER WAY MORE INTERESTING.

"LOUIS! PUT ME THE HELL DOWN YOU ASSHOLE!" I scream, repeatedly hitting his back with my fists.

"Now Tams, tsk tsk, that isn't appropriate language." Louis says.

"THIS ISN'T AN APPROPRIATE POSITION! THIS IS RAPE!" I yell and hit him harder.

"Ow! OW! Tams that hurts!" he whines.

"Really? Fabulous!" I say and hit him as hard as I can.

"Calm down! We're almost at the car."

"Car? I thought you didn't have one? Or a license!" I stop hitting him.

"Yes, yes. Long story. We stole the car, blackmailed some dude to give us his license and ran away from the police."

"WHAT?!"

"Chill, I'm kidding. God, you overreact too much."

"So how exactly did you get here?" I say, still draped over his shoulder.

He smells nice.

Tams, that's weird.

Whatever.

"Daniel lended us the car and told us to take our chances with driving. Luckily no one spotted us, but you have to drive back."

"WHAT?!"

"Uh, you have to drive back." he repeats, slowly this time.

"I'm not driving."

"Yeah, you have to. We can't risk going to jail." says Niall from the back.