I am one of those,

Melodramatic fools,

Neurotic to the bone,

No doubt about it.

Sometimes I give myself the creeps,

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me.

It all keeps adding up,

I think I'm cracking up,

Am I just paranoid?

Am I just stoned?

I went to a shrink,

To analyze my dreams,

She says it's lack of sex,

That's bringing me down,

I went to a whore,

He said my life's a bore,

So quit my whining cause,

It's bringing her down." Louis was singing now, but going, beep! When the song had any cusses.

"Sometimes I give myself the creeps,

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me,

It all keeps adding up,

I think I'm cracking up,

Am I just paranoid?

Uh, yuh, yuh, ya.

Grasping to control,

So I better hold on.

Sometimes I give myself the creeps,

Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me,

It all keeps adding up,

I think I'm cracking up,

Am I just paranoid?

Am I just stoned?"

The song ended and Louis laughed.

"You're such a bad singer."

"Why thank you kind sir!" I laughed.

"And now, for the very first time on Real Radio, we present, Up All Night by One Direction!"

I fell into hysterics as Louis groaned.

"It feels like we've been living in fast forwa-."

I stared at Louis blankly as the radio switched off and laughed, looking out of the window.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because you're my best friend and you're awesomely awesome?"

"Not good enough." He said in a sing song voice as we got onto the motorway.

Where are we going?

I watched as Louis looked into the car window next to him and a girls eyes widened massively and she started hitting the persons seat in front of her in a hysterical manor.

"Oh lord." Louis said.

I started laughing at the girls expression.

"Oh my goodness." I laughed.

"She is certainly a fan."

"Yep."

I watched as the person in the driver's seat turned around and slapped the girl upright the head.

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