Teach Me Your Ways. - 11

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"HAND OFF THE BEAR." Laykin demands.

"GIVE ME THE BUNNY." I shoot back.

"THE BEAR."

"THE BUNNY."

Laykin made me mad so I took her prized bear, but then she took my bunny and now I won't give her bear back until she gives me my bunny.

"Let's put them on the floor at the same time deal?" Laykin says.

"Deal." I say.

"On three." She says.

"One."

"Two."

"THREE!" I throw her bear at her while she throws the bunny back at me.

"SHUT UP KAYLEY!" I hear someone yell.

Probably Harry.

"I LOVE YOU!" I yell back.

"DITTO!" A new voice yells.

"GUYS STOP YELLING AND SHUT UP!" Another voice which sounds like Zayn.

"OKAY!" Laykin, Harry, Louis and I yell in unison.

"JINX!" Laykin and I say together.

"YOU OWE ME A SODA!" Laykin yells at me.

"SHUT UP!" Liam yells.

"Harsh crowd." I say.

Laykin bursts out laughing.

I honestly think we shouldn't haven drank a dozen or so cans of soda, because we seem high.

We ended our TwitCam after Laykin and I started singing and people left. We're not the best singers. Anyways, we've been dancing around my room all-night and eating. Allot. It's really nice to see Laykin be herself, not the fake girl the others made.

"Can I ask you a question?" I ask.

"Sure shoot." Laykin says while sitting on my bed.

"How and why were you friends with Ashlyn, Andi and Gracie?" I ask.

"Well it's kinda hard to explain, but I'll tell you anyways." She says.

I motion for her to continue.

"Okay, so about two years ago; when I first moved here, I was an extreme outcast. Like no one would talk to me. Then one day, Gracie started to talk to me. I was really excited to make my first friend but up until now I didn't realize what Ashlyn, Andi and Gracie were making me do was wrong. Like they told me I'd be prettier if I dyed my hair. So I bleached it blonde. They told me my brown eyes didn't match my hair so they convinced me to buy blue contacts to wear everyday." She started.

I noticed instead of her blue eyes I was use to seeing I noticed they were brown; I'm surprised I didn't notice before. I nod my head signaling for her to continue.

"Anyways, after that they told me I needed a new wardrobe so they took me shopping, they convinced me to buy some make-up. My mom thought it was what all the girls wore so she let me do this. I had to search really deep into my closet to find an outfit to wear today that didn't look slutty." She says.

"Well I really like your brown eyes better. That gives me an idea!" I exclaim.

"What?" She asks.

"Tomorrow, I'm taking you shopping and we will buy some non-slut clothes!" I say.

"But, I don't have any money." She states.

"Sure, but I do." I say.

"I WOULD NEVER LET YOU DO THAT!" She exclaims while throwing a pillow at me.

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