Hannah's POV
ALL OF ONE DIRECTION FLIRTED WITH ME. THEY MUST ALL WANT THE V! It's official they want it. Well maybe they don't maybe they want my paintings...
Well I made a new friend, she's in my art philosophy class. Her name is Peyton. She is also a closet directioner. So we decide to go to the wax museum to see our hubbies.
I hop into the shower and get dressed in my favorite shirt. It's a floral print and it has a nice zipper RIGHT down the center. I care to think its for easy access or to be classy or trashy depending on the day. Today I choose classy. And later it might be trashy. Ya never know.
I go and pick up Peyton and we arrive at the museum. The first thing we do is go straight to our men.
"THEY LOOK SO REAL!" Peyton squeals. I bearly nod, make sure no one is looking and try and see if they put 'the destroyer' aka Liam's penis.
I FEEL SOMETHING.
"it feels so real...." I murmur.
"That's because it is love..." THE WAX JUST TALKED.
"UHHHH....." I say backing up.
He starts laughing hysterically.
"What's so damn funny?!" I say
"Aren't you our painter?" He says between giggles.
"Uhhmmm... Yeah actually I am. PLEASE don't tell the boys!! I'll do anything!!!" I say begging.
"Alright I wont, but you have to do a special painting for me and not tell anyone." He says with a smirk.
"Deal?"
"Deal!!"
Okay he is still smirking... This can't be good.
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Sorry it's short but I got the inspiration for this on Instagram so I HAD to put it in! Okay
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The Painting ( A Liam Payne FanFic)
Teen FictionHannah is the dorky kid that no one likes. She has no friends and lives in the town that hates one direction. The only thing people like about her is the fact that she is an artistic prodigy. She is the closet Diretioner that everyone hates. She ow...
