Summer Love

Hey this is my first Movella. I hope you like it!

Everything was perfect.Or at least that's how she made it seem. Abby was dating the captian of the football (American football) team. She had caught him cheating on her a few times before this, but she was alone, so she pretended she didn't see anything.. One day Abby and Sarah were walking in the park. They found Tommy making out with some random slut on a park bench.

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11. Hashtag Fight

I woke up with four arms wrapped tightly around my waist and my face nestled in Louis' neck. He and Harry were both still sleeping so I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep before my bladder realized that I was awake and begged me to empty it.

I wasn't fast enough though because within seconds I needed to pee but I couldn't move. The four arms pressing on my stomach didn't help my urge to pee either.

I moved my head from Louis' neck and groaned when Harry's arms tightened around me, when my waist shifted a bit, making me have to pee more. I flicked Louis on the nose to wake him up. Moments (A/N: #FetusSonggg lol that song makes me cry every damn time I listen to it. Even before TMH it made me cry. Same with More Than This. They're just so emotional. Kay I'm done now. Byeeee) later his eyes fluttered open and he crinkled his nose.

"Did you flick my nose?"

"Yes. Now wake your boyfriend up so I can take a piss!" I whisper-yelled and pointed to Harry's arms. Louis leaned over me and kissed Harry's nose. I felt Harry's arms loosen, a sign that he was waking up.

"YES FREEDOM! NOW I CAN PEE!" I yelled while running to the bathroom. I herd the boys laughing at me and I introduced them to my middle finger while opening the door. That, of course, only made them laugh harder.

"GLAD YOU FIND MY BLADDER PROBLEMS FUNNY, DICKHEADS." I yelled.

"HEY, CAN YOU GUYS SHUT THE HELL UP. IM TRYINA SLEEP. GAWD." Amy's high-pitched girls voice yelled.

"NOPE. WE DO WHAT WE WANT. GET THE FUCK OVER IT. IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THE GO SOMEWHERE ELSE WITH YOUR BITCH ASS." I yelled while washing my hands. I heard harry and Louis snicker.

"ACTUALLY, NO I THINK YOURE THE ONE THAT NEEDS TO LEAVE AND GO TO THAT MENTAL HOSPITAL YA ANOREXIC CUNT." She yelled back. I dried my hands and walked out into the TV room.

"Wanna say that to my face? Bitch." My tone was level and I looked Amy right in the eyes, waiting for her to repeat herself.

"You herd me. Anorexic. Cunt." She smirked at me.

"Now, you listen, and listen good. This is that last damn time I will tell you that you don't know my damn story or what I've been through. Not everyone can have a perfect life where everything gets handed to you on a fucking silver platter.

You are the definition of conceited and you need to get over yourself. The day is going to come when you say the wrong thing to the wrong person and you're going to get the living shit beat outta you, and you better hope to god that it isn't me.

Yes I'm anorexic, bulimic, I binge and purge, I cut, and I've thought about suicide many, many times. But I've learned how to work for what I want and that's very important.

See, your career in the acting business isn't going to last long and when you don't get hired for anymore jobs you're going to be shit outta luck because you won't know how to do actual work. You won't know what to do with yourself because things aren't being given to you. You'll actually have to earn it.

I may have eating disorders but when I get back from Shady Woods I'll be better and guess what? There's no helping someone like you. You will rely on others for the rest of your life and because of that, I pity you." By now all the boys and even Perrie were standing in the room watching everything go down. All of them, even Niall, had proud smiles on their faces, and I stood their smirking at Amy's sudden loss for words.

Apparently when she's offended she hits people because next thing I know her hand collided with the side of my face. And that's how the huge ass fight started surprisingly no one stopped me from kicking her ass. Until Paul walked in. See what had happened was, after she slapped me I went totally ape shit.

As soon as I realized what she had done I threw a right cross, basically destroying her jawbone. When she bent over clutching her chin and all that shit I took it as a chance to knee her in the face, probably breaking her nose and then hit her in the side of the face, causing her to fall to the ground.

Then I sat on top of her and started throwing punches at her face until fucking Paul came waltzing in and ruined my fun.

"ENOUGH!" His voice boomed, bringing me back to reality. What happens when I get into a fight I go into this stage of straight rage and I black out so I don't realize what I'm doing and then when I'm back to reality, I don't remember any of what I did.

That's why I normally have people videotape my fights. So if I get hit I know where I made a mistake so I can improve. Fighting has always been a hobby of mine. I never did any of that MMA shit but I trained for it just incase someone picked a fight with me. Paul held me by the waist until I calmed down.

"Paul. I'm good now. You can let go. I'm not gonna attack her again." I chuckled.

"You're sixteen years old and you beat the shit out of an eighteen year old?!" He looked shocked.

"Uh. Yes?" I wasn't really sure what his next reaction would be so I answered with more of a question.

"Oh. My. God. That. Was. AWESOME! Please tell me someone got that on video! I gotta see that!" He started jumping up and down like a child. Louis raised his phone.

"I did! I started videotaping when she was yelling at Harry and I from the bathroom and got everything!" He said grinning widely.

"Gimme your phone boy!" Paul exclaimed.

We spent the next hour watching, and rewatching the video. Amy was still knocked out on the ground. (A/N: #Oops)

"Hey Paul, call someone to get this nasty bitch off my damn floor. She's getting her nasty ass blood everywhere." Louis said, crinkling his nose in disgust. Paul nodded and walked out of the room to call someone. He came back in and sat with us.

"If anyone asks, she was being a slut and dancing on the counter and she fell on her face. Got it?" He asked.

"YES SIR!" I yelled and saluted him. He chuckled and shook his head.

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