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Bitch Please - A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Can't Remember To Forget You

Shakira ft. Rihanna - Can't Remember To Forget You


Fleur’s POV:
"Weyl what are yaow waiting faowr?" I think she meant 'well what are you waiting for'. She'd be a pretty good rap singer.

"Oh my gosh you've changed so, so much!" I exclaim and tackle her into a giant hug. Hey, she may have been a nerd, but she sort of was our friend.

"Flare, ma dawrlin', we haive ta gow"

Ugh, my name is Fleur-- pronounced 'Fl-er', not 'Flare'.

I unclogged myself from Quinn and turned to look at Topaz, who was busy taking selfies of her and a One Direction member cutout. She had to faint while meeting them. Note the sarcasm.

"Topaz, let us go inside” Quinn said, indicating with a wave of her hand to come.

The three of us walked through some curved up hallways and finally stopped at a halt in front of some giant-ass red door, a label on it saying, ‘MAKEUP ROOM’.

This was it. This. Was. Fucking. It.

I silently sucked in my breath and wondered what Topaz was thinking. I really hope that she doesn’t end up doing some weird kidnapping thing.

Quinn reached in front of me to open the door and at the same time the back pocket of my skinny jeans buzzed. I reached for it and opened the message which in fact, Little Miss Topaz has sent me.

‘Don’t worry Quinn knows’

I looked up from my screen and nodded one at her then turned to Quinn who had already walked in the Makeup room, Topaz trailing behind.

I exhaled with closed eyes and followed the two in.

And there they were, those five cupcakes in their super skinny casual jeans and T-shirts just sitting there on the chairs.

“Haiyyo baiz!” Quinn greeted them once I stood next to a silent-fangirl Topaz.

A chorus of “hello” and “hey” echoed back at us.

“These gurls here are mah makeup trainees, so pur-lease make ‘em feel welcome, okai hubzies?”

What the fuck is a ‘hubzy’?

I looked back at One Direction and saw that they were beginning to recognize us (I read facial expressions super well).

“Hey I know you!” Niall blurted out, pointing to me.

I smiled back awkwardly and waved quickly. Oh god oh god I hope I don’t start crying.

“Topaz, yah need to hurry up, and yah look like you gunna die, so I’mma just get Flare to do it. Flare, get you ratchet-ass ova here”

I walked to Quinn—who was holding a foundation brush behind Niall—with a giant glare on my face. My ass is definitely not ratchet.

“Mhm?” I said as I reached there

“Start brushing his face with dis ish” she said handing me the foundation

“Er right…”

So I bend down and start brushing Niall effing Horan’s face with this powdery shit and watch Topaz trying to play with Harry’s curly hair, who was trying to inch away from her hands.

Topaz, are you legit serious?

“Whose legit serious?” Niall suddenly asks

Huh? Mind reader?

“Umm…” Oh shit I said it out loud “I said that out loud?”

Niall laughed, revealing his spectacular set of shiny straight teeth. Oh my god.

“You did. So tell me, why are you saying Topaz is legit serious, huh?” he asked with a cheeky grin broadcasting his face.

Topaz looked up from Harry and grimaced at me. I’ll speak with you later, bitch.
“Uh...hah, nothing really” I say and dab a little more foundation self-consciously at his neck-line.

This time Niall full-on swerved his chair around to face me, startling the makeup and the shit out of me.


“You’re really different, you know that, don’t you?” and this time, I paid close attention to what he was trying to say.

“Different? Huh me, yeah I guess my name is really different, yeah I know I think its French origin, and oh, I do have blue eyes but that makes me no different from anyone and oh I think I am a bit too—“ Niall swiftly cut me off by placing his hand on my mouth with an amused grin.

I gasped under his hand, and he moved it back. I won’t remember to forget this.

“I’m trying to say that you aren’t like the other girls we meet all the time. You’re different, as if you’re hiding something” his velvety voice made my respiratory system stop working.

If you think about it, then I am sort of hiding something. The whole kidnap bullshit, that is.

“Oh… now am I?” I ask and look at Topaz and Quinn who were suddenly discussing things while doing Zayn and Liam’s makeup.

Niall stared at me for one serious second and said something I would have never, have EVER expected in my life.

“Go out on a date with me”

And here’s the bit you’ve all been waiting for; when I drop the makeup.



I'm sorry! :(

And why isn't the link thing working??? like legit serious!!!


Here is the questions, my bitches!

1. Will Fleur say yes?

Ooooh and I'm sorry once again <3 u all



:O I'm so sorry I didn't realize D: Aww gurl thank you so much! I'm so sorry I've made you feel sad
Ahahaha that was the fun bit :D Thanks again x
No worries gurl! Ahaha thank YOU cutie!!

you have no idea how my heart ached literally reading this , I really loved your writing . It was cute that's why I felt sad
but I also couldn't stop smiling reading the dancing thing and the ring , really you are good (Y)
I hope what ever made you sad to vanish soon ^_^ hope you the best .
And thanx for writing this ,you are so cute ^_^


Eeeek thank you so so much for reading! It means a lot to me! I'm being lazy these days but as soon as holidays come on I will update xx

I just started And finished those 9 chap. yesterday and I'm waiting for moooooore
pretty please update !!