Chapter 55: "You Ate My Oreos..."

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Lizzie's P.O.V


We were back home and it was my lazy day.

I am in sweats and a tank top.

I am watching Finding Nemo while eating oreos with milk.

“What you watching?” Harry asked.

He sat next to me and Louis sat on the floor in front of the tv.

His big head is blocking my view!

“Louis! Move your fat head! I can’t see” I whined.

He pouted and sat next to Harry.

Harry reached for an oreo but I slapped his hand away.

“No. My oreos” I said grabbing the oreos and holding it pressed to my chest.

“I don’t get it” he said.

“Get what?” I asked confused.

“You eat so much but you don’t gain weight” he said.

He poked my stomach and bit my tongue from not laughing.

“Where does it all go” he said poking it again.

“Thats why you have to work out. Maybe you should do that” i said poking his stomach.

“OOO!” Louis yelled.

Harry glared at him.

We continued to watch the movie.

The door opened and Niall and Nancy came in.

She was wearing a crop top that showed almost her entire stomach with the tiniest skirt i have ever seen in my life.

She looked at me with disgust.

My eyes locked with Nialls.

But I looked away.

Harry put his arm around me.

“Mind if we join you?” Niall asked.

“Not at all” I said forcing a smile.

He nodded and they sat across from Harry, Louis and I.

Something came into my mind.

I jumped up.

“I’M GONNA INVITE JULIA!” I yelled running for my room.

I grabbed my phone and rang Julia.

“Hello!” She yelled.

“COME OVER NOW!” I yelled.

“K! SEE YOU THEN” she yelled.

“BYEEE!” I yelled.

I hung up and threw my phone back on my bed.

I put on my hoodie and some fuzzy socks.

I like dressing like this at home.

I can be ugly, feel ugly and be proud of it.

I went downstairs and i saw Harry and Louis eating my oreos.

They saw me and dropped the oreos they were about to eat.

I just stared at them with my jaw dropped.

My eyes began to tear up.

No one eats my oreos.

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