[AN: You guys are going to love this chapter! XD]
*Harry’s POV*
“So, the activity we’re going to do is just for fun. I’ve played it multiple time with my friends. We all have pieces of paper, labeled with everybody’s names.” Sara held her hand out, and Alyssa passed her a small packet of papers. “They are also labeled with different aspects of yourself. For example, personality, voice, eyes, lips, and so on. We’ll be judging you on these aspects. Just put down a number from 1 to 10. After you write it down, fold the paper to cover your answers. We’ll pass them around in a circle, and when everybody is done we can see our results!”
“Um, I don’t feel so good about this,” Liam said. “Judging someone is really bad, especially based on their looks.”
“It will be alright,” Zayn said. “We’re all friends.” Ha. I wish…..not. Who would be friends with those girls?
“It still doesn’t seem right…..” Liam said uncertainly.
“Oh, come on Liam! Please?” The girls pleaded with him, sending him googly eyes. He flinched.
“Fine,” he said, giving in. Ha, he’d do anything for the girls.
“Yay! This will be fun! Everybody take your paper!” She handed out the papers and pencils, throwing mine at me. I took in the neat handwriting, looking at the aspects. Personality, voice, hair, eyes, body, lips, smile, clothing, and overall. Not bad, I’ve played it before. This will be easy. I looked at my name, written in the curly handwriting. This girl had really good handwriting.
“Ok! Pass the paper to your left, and begin!” I passed mine to Niall, and took Tiffany’s. I smiled at her name, and quickly wrote down my answers. Infinity, infinity, infinity….basically I wrote an infinity sign for everything. I couldn’t help it! She was beyond perfect!
Writing down everybody’s answers was soothing, and pretty fun. The other girls got good scores from me, and the boys probably got the top scores, besides Tiffany. I was sorely tempted to write a zero for Zayn’s hair, just to mess with him. But I couldn’t do that to him. I sighed, reluctantly writing an 10. Luckily Niall got his braces on, otherwise I would’ve been tempted to tease him too.
Tiffany handed me my paper, smiling at me. “I hope you like your answers,” she said, grinning.
“I hope you like your answers,” I said back.
“Ok guys, it’s really late. Go to bed- you can look at your papers on the way there.” The girls ran into their bedrooms at Liam’s words, clutching their papers. I turned to Tiffany to see Sara talking to her. Sara walked away, looking victorious while Tiffany looked angry, crumpling her paper. I walked up to her, worried.
“Hey, you alright?” Tiffany jumped, but relaxed when she saw me.
“It’s alright. It’s nothing.” I frowned at her obvious lie.
“Did Sara say something?” Tiffany laughed.
“No, she didn’t. Seriously, it’s nothing.” I nodded slowly.
“Alright….well, goodnight princess.” I wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed my lips against hers. She responded eagerly, wrapping her arms around my neck. Her lips were so soft and tender as they moved against mine. She tasted like lollipops, and she still smelled like brown sugar. It was an amazing combination. Her hand pulled gently at my curls, and I moaned. Her lips curved into a smile against mine. I gently licked her lips, wanting entrance. She smirked and kept her mouth closed. Damn tease.
“HARRY!!!! TIFFANY!!!! STOP WITH THE SEX NOISES!!!!” We jumped away from each other, and I glared at the bedroom door.
“SHUT UP LOUIS! WE WERE NOT HAVING SEX!” Tiffany yelled.
“YOU BETTER NOT!” Liam yelled. “BECAUSE THAT IS NOT AN IMAGE I WANT TO SEE!”
“HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL?!” Zayn yelled, his voice fainter then the others.
“SHUT UP!” we both yelled. We started laughing, and she tugged me gently towards the bedrooms.
“Come on, we don’t want to keep everyone awake.” She stopped in front of my bedroom door, and grabbed the front of my shirt.
“Good night sexy.” She leaned forward and kissed me roughly, and I responded instantly. Our lips moved with a passion for a few seconds, until she pulled away.
“Good night beautiful,” I whispered, and gave her a small kiss on her forehead. She smiled and ran off into her bedroom. I sighed happily and walked into the room. Niall was in the bathroom, brushing his teeth. I stripped down into my boxers and followed his lead.
“Hey mate, what you get?” I said, my words garbled with toothpaste.
“All tens,” he said, spitting into the sink. “But what do you expect? I’m just that amazing.”
“You sound like Zayn,” I groaned.
“Whatever,” Niall said. “What did you get?” I shrugged, and looked at my paper. There were tens all over the paper, except one column. That column had elevens.
“Mostly tens,” I said, rinsing my mouth. Niall’s eyebrows shot up.
“Mostly?!” he exclaimed, surprised. I blushed.
“One of the columns had elevens,” I admitted, and Niall relaxed.
“I bet you my next Nandos that that was your girlfriend,” he grumbled. I blushed harder.
“Probably,” I said, walking over to the bed and collapsing on it. Niall did the same, and soon his quiet snores filled the room. I snuggled into my pillow drifting off about the day. I had learned so much about Tiffany. She was so quirky, but in a good way. She was perfect. I wonder what she got on her results?
*Tiffany’s POV*
Bitch. Sara had popped into my mind, and I clenched my paper tighter. I ran quicker towards my room, ready for sleep. Why did she have to be so mean?
*Flashback*
I turned towards Sara, who flicked my paper at me.
“Hope you like your answers,” she said sarcastically. She leaned towards me, and I flinched away from her cherry breath. “Slut.” She walked away towards the bedroom, and I clenched my paper, crumpling it. Bitch. I took a glance at my paper, and sighed. Somebody had erased my name, and wrote ‘slut’ to replace it. Bet you anything it was Sara.
*Flashback over*
I sighed, and ran into the bathroom, which was thankfully empty. I got ready for bed, changing into my pajamas. As I was walking out of the room, my eyes caught the paper that I had placed on the counter. I was scared to look at it, but I had to sometime. I sighed, and picked it up. I braced myself for the worst, and looked at the paper.
There were 4 rows that caught my eye, and they all tens on them, and I smiled. Definitely the boys. One row was filled with infinity signs, and had a little heart on the end. I giggled quietly- Harry was so cute sometimes. 2 rows were exactly the same, the numbers 8 or 9s. Definitely the twins. One of the rows had scatterings of 9s and 10s, and I smiled again. Probably Molly. But looking at the other rows made my heart clench.
They were filled with zeroes, and negative signs. They were scratched harshly onto the paper, the numbers filling the columns. And the words……I had expected this, but it still hurt. A tear fell onto the paper, blurring the pencil marks. Carefully, I ripped the paper in two, and crumpled the bad marks.
I took the good marks and walked into the bedroom. I snuggled myself into Zayn’s side, careful not to wake him. His body automatically sank into mine, protective of me. I sighed, looking at the good marks. Tears fell again, but this time from happiness. Nobody has ever thought of me as pretty before. It felt good that people actually thought I was good looking. Sighing happily, I fell into a deep sleep.
*Zayn’s POV*
A bird chirped outside the window, and I groaned. Stupid animals. I threw a pillow at the window, and the bird shrieked, making me flinch. Tiffany groaned next to me, and rolled over. I smiled at her, and glanced over at Rachel, who was sleeping too. Grumblingx, I rolled out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I needed all the time I could get to fix my hair.
Something crumpled under my feet, and I frowned. I leaned down and picked up a crumpled piece of paper. This was a paper from last night! I glanced at the bedroom quickly. I shouldn’t look at this…..but whatever. I quickly opened the paper, eagerly drinking it in. I stared at the paper horrified.
Everybody had put zeroes on the paper, or worse. Some people had put negative symbols on it. Even worse, there were writings all over the paper. Insults, just like the ones on Tiffany’s shoulder, were scratched into the paper. I looked away in disgust. Nobody deserved to be called that. It was terrible! I bet my own hair gel that this was Tiffany’s results. But wait…I had written 10s for her. I noticed the rip on the left side. Where was the other half?
I walked over to Tiffany’s sleeping form, and saw she had a paper clutched in her hand. It was stained with tears, and my rage grew. I clutched the other half angrily, tempted to rip it up into pieces. But….this could be proof! That Niall was correct! Because I know for sure that the guys wrote good results. That meant that the girls had written these things. Those bitches!
I stalked angrily into the kitchen, where luckily only the boys were awake. They greeted me happily, but their grins faltered when they caught my angry gaze. I threw the paper onto the table and walked over to the freezer, grabbing a piece of ice and chewing on it. It was a habit I had when I was angry, so that I didn’t go and beat up anything.
“WHAT!?!??!” Louis shrieked. He stared at the paper, and his hand shook. Liam swiped the paper out of his hand and gazed at it. He gasped, and his eyes started watering.
“What?” Niall said. He grabbed the paper and he and Harry looked at it. They both gasped. Niall turned red with anger, and Harry just stared at it.
“I told you guys it was a bad idea!” Liam said, his voice quavering as a tear slipped down his face.
“Well, we didn’t exactly know people would write this stuff,” Niall snapped, and Liam flinched. “Whose paper is this?” he said, turning towards me.
“Who do you expect?” I growled. They stared at me blankly. I rolled my eyes, annoyed. “Oh, come on mates! Where have you seen those words before?!”
“On Tiffany’s shoulder….” Harry said blankly. The other guys gasped.
“I told you guys!” Niall yelled. He picked up his plate and threw it on the other side of the room. There was a crash as the plate broke into pieces, and syrup stained the walls. “Those girls are bitches! They don’t deserve to be here at all!” He threw his glass towards the wall, and the glass shattered.
“Niall!” Liam yelled. “Stop throwing things!” He ran forward and wrapped his arms around Niall, who struggled to free himself. “Stop squirming!”
“But they hurt her, didn’t they?” Niall sobbed, and tears fell down his face. “She saw them. I bet they hurt her. I bet she cried.”
“She did,” I admitted, and he sobbed again. I glanced Harry. He was still staring at the paper, unmoving. I started to get worried. “Harry……”
Suddenly, he snapped. He crumpled the paper angrily and dropped it, stamping on it with all his might. He placed his hands under the table and flipped it. Food flew everywhere, splattering the walls and furniture.
“HARRY!” Liam yelled. “Louis, calm him down!” Louis tried to get close to Harry, but Harry just pushed him away. He punched the wall, leaving a hole in the plaster and his knuckles bloody. “Harry!”
“WHY….AM…I….NEVER…..THERE….FOR HER?!?!?” he screamed, punching the wall with every word. “I PROMISED TO BE THERE FOR HER! AND I FAILED! TWICE!”
“Harry, there was nothing you could have done. You can’t predict every time she’s going to cry.” Louis whimpered. Footsteps were heard in the hallway, and all the bitches stumbled in.
“What happened?” Jennifer said sleepily, and Niall’s and Harry’s angry gazes flashed to them.
“YOU BITCHES!” Harry screamed.
“YOU SHOWER OF CUNTS!” Niall screamed at the same time. Niall struggled in Liam’s arms, while Harry ran towards the frightened girls. I ran forward and tackled him to the ground.
“Louis, help me,” I said as calmly as I could. Louis ran over, whimpering, and held onto one of Harry’s arm. I held the other.
“Let me go!” Harry snarled, glaring at the girls. “How dare they!”
“Zayn, come on. Let’s go.” I followed Liam out of the apartment, dragging a yelling Harry with me. Niall was crying, sobbing into Liam’s arms, and Louis was trying to stop his tears. Harry bashed against the wall.
“Let me go! Just let me go…” he moaned. He slumped against the wall, the fight leaving him. He curled into a ball and started sobbing. Louis crouched down next to him, rubbing his back and holding him.
“You can’t hurt them Harry. Management would kill you.”
“But they hurt her,” Harry whispered. “She did nothing to deserve this.”
“But that doesn’t mean you have to be a lunatic,” Liam snapped. “Either of you,” he growled, glaring at Niall, who flinched.
“I couldn’t help it,” he said, looking uncertainly at the ground.
“That’s not an excuse,” Louis stated. Uh oh, Louis is in his I’m-the-oldest-mood now. He put his hands on his hips, glaring at the two boys. “You do realize that if anybody founds out, this could be on national television?!” The boys flinched again. “This is going to get us so much hate!”
“Not if they know what they did,” Harry said.
“Not helping,” Louis snapped. “You guys need to go in there and apologize to them.”
“But-“
“NOW!” Louis yelled. The boys flinched, and slowly stood up. Liam and me gave each other a look, and led the boys into the apartment. The girls were all crouched on the ground, crying. I stared at them coldly. They had no excuse to be crying.
“Girls?” Liam called. The girls tearfully looked up. “Harry and Niall have something to say to you.” He glared at the boys, who gazed hatefully at the girls.
“Sorry,” they said flatly. The girls just stared at them.
“What did we do?” Elizabeth whispered.
“Like you don’t know-“
“Niall!” Liam warned. Niall glared at Liam and ran into the hallway into his bedroom. The door slammed shut, and the girls flinched. Liam sighed tiredly, running his hands through his hair.
“Girls….just go.” They quickly scurried out of the room. “Harry, go to my room. Louis, go with him. I’m going to Niall.” Louis nodded and jogged out of the room. “Zayn….do whatever.” He walked out of the room, gently closing the door behind him. I sighed, slumping against the kitchen wall. Why did this have to be so complicated? This week was supposed to be fun…..what was this girl doing to us?
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OMG!! THEY FOUND OUT!!!!!!! i know you guys wanted the guys to find out about tiffany getting beat up! well..i have a surprise on that ;) but i think this makes up for it, sort of. NARRY GETTING RAGED!!!!!! good, those girls are b*tches :P
have you guys ever played this game before? i have, it's really cool to see what people think about you, even if you don't know who is who (at least, that's how its supposed to be :P) but this was based on a true story..mine! once i played this game with a class, and they did some stuff like they did to Tiffany's paper....it hurt, but I knew they didn't like me for whatever reason, so i wasn't that hurt
Tarry is so cute <3>
*sigh* is it weird i'm getting feels over my own chapter? the next few chapters are so chock full of drama! you guys are going to love me :)
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