Hate feat. Love
Chapter 3
Joy
"Midnight Memories...?" I ask, listening to one of their songs.
"Yeah." Louis nodded.
"What does that mean?"
"Uh... memories at midnight...?"
I got up to get some water. But then felt a sting on my bum. I turned around to see 5 boys laughing obnoxiously.
"Which one of you British/Irish nobjockeys slapped my bum?" I ask, trying not to yell. They all point to Harry. I walk up to him, grab his shirt, and pull him close to me, inches away from my mouth.
"I swear, if I ever feel your hand on my bum again, I will rip your intestines out and use them as a jump rope. Got that, you curly haired bacon-fed knave with dimples!" I whisper shout in his ear. He pulls away with a grin on his face.
“What kind of insult was that supposed to be?” Liam asks.
“Shakespeare. You guys have never read him?” I ask, gasping. They shake their heads.
“Well… lucky for you, I always carry a good Shakey book with me!” I squealed, excitedly. They all groan.
“Yay! Hamlet! Gather around me children! Let auntie Joy read you a story!” I say, getting out a thick book from my purse. Surprisingly, they all sit on the floor around me. “To be, or not to be, that is the question. Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer. The slings and arrows of outrageous Fortune. Or to take arms against a sea of troubles. And by opposing end them, to die, to sleep. No more. And by sleep-”
“Hello everyone!” Sydney says, interrupting my poem from Shakespeare. “Oh my God, Joy stop torturing the boys with this Shakespeare stuff. And you guys were supposed to rehearse.”
“Well I was reading Shakespeare to them. And I’m hungry.” I whined.
“Well we can go get something. What would you boys like?”
“Nando’s!” They said immediately. But I cannot have them thinking I wasn't in charge here.
“No. The Olive Garden.” I protest. They all look at me in disgust. What?
“Come on guys. We always eat Nando’s. Lets go to the Olive Garden for once.” Harry said, grinning at me. I was not impressed.
“No one likes an ass-kisser, Styles. But, if you were attractive, I would kiss you.” I say, smiling. He frowns.
"Midnight Memories...?" I ask, listening to one of their songs.
"Yeah." Louis nodded.
"What does that mean?"
"Uh... memories at midnight...?"
I got up to get some water. But then felt a sting on my bum. I turned around to see 5 boys laughing obnoxiously.
"Which one of you British/Irish nobjockeys slapped my bum?" I ask, trying not to yell. They all point to Harry. I walk up to him, grab his shirt, and pull him close to me, inches away from my mouth.
"I swear, if I ever feel your hand on my bum again, I will rip your intestines out and use them as a jump rope. Got that, you curly haired bacon-fed knave with dimples!" I whisper shout in his ear. He pulls away with a grin on his face.
“What kind of insult was that supposed to be?” Liam asks.
“Shakespeare. You guys have never read him?” I ask, gasping. They shake their heads.
“Well… lucky for you, I always carry a good Shakey book with me!” I squealed, excitedly. They all groan.
“Yay! Hamlet! Gather around me children! Let auntie Joy read you a story!” I say, getting out a thick book from my purse. Surprisingly, they all sit on the floor around me. “To be, or not to be, that is the question. Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer. The slings and arrows of outrageous Fortune. Or to take arms against a sea of troubles. And by opposing end them, to die, to sleep. No more. And by sleep-”
“Hello everyone!” Sydney says, interrupting my poem from Shakespeare. “Oh my God, Joy stop torturing the boys with this Shakespeare stuff. And you guys were supposed to rehearse.”
“Well I was reading Shakespeare to them. And I’m hungry.” I whined.
“Well we can go get something. What would you boys like?”
“Nando’s!” They said immediately. But I cannot have them thinking I wasn't in charge here.
“No. The Olive Garden.” I protest. They all look at me in disgust. What?
“Come on guys. We always eat Nando’s. Lets go to the Olive Garden for once.” Harry said, grinning at me. I was not impressed.
“No one likes an ass-kisser, Styles. But, if you were attractive, I would kiss you.” I say, smiling. He frowns.
Notes
Yes, this one is...weird... but..
It's super good!
12/23/13