I Pierced My Lip So She Thinks I'm Cool (Chapter Thirteen/ Part 1)

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We end up going to our manager. He just seems to stare at us, like we're school kids who've just been in a fight.

"Drugs? Cancer? Lyrics stealing? I thought you were like One Direction."

"I'm too punk rock to be like One Direction," Michael says, not really thinking.

"Luke's been falsely accused and getting cancer is not something you can really help," I tell him. "And the only reason I lied is to is because you were putting us under pressure."

"And anyway we've made peace with 1D. Ashton's going to write them a song, in return."

"Am I?" I ask. I am not a song writer, I'm a drummer. I barely even sing.

"Yes, you are."

"Luke, you will need to do a blood test to prove your not a junkie."

"I hate injections," he says. "And why do I have to prove myself?"

The police come through the door, looking all hard and tough.

"Is Mr. Hemmings here?" they ask. Luke actually looks intimidated by them.

"That would be him," Calum says, pointing at him.

"Next time you point a finger I might have to bend it back or break it off..." he mutters. We are all asked to leave the room, while the police interview Luke.

It's about 5 minutes before we hear a loud scream. Everybody looks round. Even Calum looks alarmed.

"Blood test," I say. "He wasn't joking when he said don't like needles."

All the screaming continues for ages before it stops. Luke comes out. His face is red and puffy and his eyes are red.

"Never have a blood test, guys," he says.

Michael bursts out laughing and we all look at him.

"I'm sorry," he says. "I mean you were talking about getting a lip ring."

Luke just gives him a death stare.

Michael just rolls his eyes at him.

"Such a girl," he mutters.

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