Seeing Things That Can't Be Seen

Why dose this have to happen to ME!?! Well I guess it's my fault for walking around on the beach drunk as hell in a bikini. Oh right sorry, I'm Miracle Oliver and I have news for you. You know that cute innocent boy band One Direction? Well yeah um they kidnapped me! I know I know 'oh god can we switch places?' Well it's not great at all especially if your a Directionator like me. Here's my story!


7. Dancing Like An Idiot In Front of Idiots

I jolt up in fear. Sweating and panting like crazy. I breath out and then collapse onto the nice big, soft bed. Liam's sleeping figure isn't far from mine. I begin to scoot myself over and I feel myself wrap my arms around him. Why did I feel so safe around him? he was one of the idiots who have kidnapped me. Well actually him and Niall have been the only ones being nice to me. I guess I can trust them. I let go of Liam and throw the covers off of me and start running down stairs.

"I guess I can just be my idiotic self for about five minutes" I say getting my phone out, going to my music and turning on the music.

I didn't want to cheat on that one

but you cheated, so I cheated

I didn't mean to cheat on that one

but you cheated, so I cheated


I'm not proud


I'm just a stupid thing like you...

I sing dancing around the kitchen not expecting two pairs of eyes staring at me, both smirking.

"What do you two want?" I ask sending them both death glares.

"Nothing" Louis says smirking

"Just one question...what the hell are you doing?" Harry asks holding back laughter.

"Acting like an idiot, what does it look like I'm doing, Idiots?"

"Acting like your on crack...."  Louis chuckles. I roll my eyes, turning off the music and heading into the living room switching the TV on.

"Hey, isn't it Monday?" I ask them

"Yes? why?" they both say staring at me with raised eyebrows

"Ten O'clock, TV's mine" I say pointing a finger at them

"Why???" they ask

"Teen Wolf bitches!" I say giving the looks of 'What-else-would-it-be?'

"Raw!" they both yell at me.

"Wrestling? seriously!?! Hell to the fuckin no! I get the TV!

"NEVER!" they yell sending me death glares and yet I shoot one right back. This means war...

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