Me and my mates (Liam, Louis, Niall and Zayn) are going to this cool presentation for us called 'Morph Nation'. Sounds cool and this guy named Mr. X is presenting it to us. I've heard that many directioners fear of this Mr. X, but I don't think he is a bad guy. I wonder what 'Morph Nation' is...
*At Morph Nation*
"Hello and welcome to Morph Nation. I'm Mr. X and I'm here to give a presentation to One Direction." the overhead speakers say.
For some reason we are the only ones here... This is weird.
"Hello boys...." Mr. X says in a devilish tone..
That was weird.
"Hello Mr. X!" we reply.
"Are you ready to die?" he asks.
"Yea- wait what?!" we stop.
Oh... This is what they meant....
"Why do you want us to die?!" yells Louis.
"I'm tired of this fangirling over some pathetic and spoiled kid band." he exclaims.
"Well I'm honest when I'm saying this... Fuck you!" says Niall.
We all start giggling.
"BRING THE JUMBO-TRON!" he says over the speakers.
A huge jumbo-tron is placed in front of us. the screens turn on. Each screen is flagged where all our directioners are.
"Hello Directioners!" Mr. X says.
The directioners are worried. They whisper to each other.
"Today was supposed to be the second 1D Day I presume, but its actually 1D D Day!" he laughs.
"What does that mean?" asks Liam.
"One Direction Dooms Day." he exclaims.
A strike of fear hits the directioners eyes. Luckily it's not all of the directioners.
"I'm going to start the count down." he exclaims.
"Wait!" I yell.
"What is it Harry.." he grumbles.
"Can we say something to our directioners before we leave?" I ask.
"Fine." he replies.
"Directioners around the globe. Both us and you aren't prepared for our deaths. It's going to be hard not having our fans with us. We will miss you all. We love you all. Just keep the memory and life of One Direction alive!" I say.
"10, 9," the speaker starts counting down.
"I'll miss you lads." I say.
"Us too." they reply.
Wait a second.
"LADS FOLLOW ME!" I yell.
Then the room goes dark. Shit. We are huddled together.
"OW MY ARMS!" Niall screams.
"NIALL!" We yell.
*5 hours later*
I wake up with arms and heads around me.
"Hello?" I mumble.
"HARRY!" Louis yells.
"LOUIS!" Niall yells.
"NIALL!" yells Zayn.
"ZAYN!" Liam yells.
"LIAM!" I yell.
"We are all alive lads!" exclaims Liam.
"Good thinking Harry!" says Zayn.
"Wait... Niall what's wrong with your body...?" I ask.
"What..?" he looks down.
"HOLY SHIT I TURNED PUNK!" he yells.
"US TOO!" we reply.
"Well what do we do now?" I ask.
"Well our directioners think we are dead.... Great.... Hmmm... Let's think of something." says Zayn.
"Punk Direction should be our new name..." I say sarcastically.
"Harry.. Wait... That's a good idea!" says Liam.
"I was being sarcastic!" I say.
"I'm not kidding it's a good idea! Let's rename our band to Punk Direction!" says Liam.
"Yea!" says Louis.
"Ok I guess we are Punk Direction now." says Niall.
"But I'm not going to be used to these tattoos..." he adds.
We all laugh. Well this is Punk Direction now.
~update will be soon~