I woke up with my amrs spread across something. I grabbed whatever my hands were wrapped around. I felt awesomenes...meaning Harry's curls. Now, why was my hand intwined in Harry's hair? My eyes widened as I was laid on top of Harry in a bed. OH MY GOD.
"H-harry?" I asked quietly.
"Yes?" He smirked.
"Why am I on top of you?" I questioned nervously.
"Well...." He started.
"OH MY GOD! YOU SICK MAN!" I yelled at the top of my lungs and swatted him with the back of my hand. I ran off into my yellow room. As I closed the door and locked it shut I heard muffled laughter of a certain boy band from outside.
"Ash! That was HILARIOUS!" Zayn wheezed in between laughter through my door. I peeked my head out to see all the boys, including Harry, rolling on the floor laughing their heads off.
"It was a prank." Niall wheezed. I death glared them, but they kept laughing.
'I thought you liked me!" I whined.
"We do. A lot." Louis laughed. I pouted and shut the door. You like me, huh? HOW MUCH? I plopped myself down on my bed, sinking in to the plush blanket, my thoughts drowning out the muffled laughter of the boys.
At that momment an idea popped into my head. Lets take a little test, boys. How far will you go to say you love me? Heh...heh. If this is what it feels like to be evil....im all in for it. Tomarrow the test will start. I knew the boys were spending the night...again. I smirked internally. I will stay in here and find a new outfit and attitude. HEHEHEHEHE! >:D
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Great! Morning! How I love the morning I will start my testing! First test is badass. I slipped into the outfit I had picked out last night. My outfit consisted of a blue cut off vest that showed a bit of my frilly brazziere, very badass, and black booty shorts, and red pumps. For special effects I died part of my brown hair black, just the highlights, wore my black coller spiked necklace that I had bought a while back , and cleaned out my old lip stud peircing. Yes I got a stup lip peircing a couple years back. Drunk mistake. Okay soo....act badass........got it. I stormed out of my room. It was already really late, like 11, so all boys were up. They seemed shocked. No duh, Ash.
"Wh-what happened?" Niall stuttered.
"What? Got a problem?" I hissed. I felt bad...but still. He seemed taken aback and scootched away from me. They were all still gawking but I'm not sure what at...my lack of actual clothing, my peircing or my hiar. Lets guess its the first one.
"A bit showy today, are we?" Louis giggled. I was tempted to laugh but I kept it in.
"I don't care." I sighed and reflected my vision with the t.v. Louis stopped laughing and stared.
"WILL ONE OF YOU BITCHES GET ME SOME FOOD?!" I screeched, randomly. Everyone scrambled to get up, except Louis, for my legs were laying on his lap. He gave me a weird look. All the boys left in a rush. I looked at Louis...lets try something new here. I got up and pushed myself over to him.
"Like your hair...and lip." He commented.
"I like your lips too, when they're on mine." I whispered and pulled him up to me. I started kissing him. My hands got tangled in his hair. I bit on his bottom lip and smiled. He winked bsck. I started kissing back untill I was practiclly shoving my toungue down his throught but he didn't complain. The door unlocked and I jumped, pretending to be sitting in his lap.
"So, I was thinking about getting a tattoo.." I started looking up at Louis as the boys came in.
"Ta-tattoo?" Niall asked catiously.
