"Leven." I call through my phone.
"Hey, Mox." She says, her voice muffled through the shuffling. I make myself comfortable.
"What's going on?"
"Ah, nothing. Devi making out with a random guy." She chuckles.

"I am not!" Devi shouts. I laugh.
"Guess who I met last night."
"Who?"
"Harry Styles and Liam Payne."
"Liam..? Umm.." Her voice trails off.

"Yep, Liam."
"They're both part of One Direction, you know."
I nod through the phone and reply, "Yep, I know."

"Yeah. Soo.. time to.. tell you my secret.."
Is her secret she knows my secret?!

"I'm dating Liam."
I'm too distracted to yell at her.
"Oh."

I have a past. Everyone has a past, when they were little. Mine is horrible. I'd rather not talk about it.

"I'm gonna hang out with them later. Want to.. come?"

Come? To One Direction's hotel!?!

Hmm..
Coming = seeing them, seeing them = beating them up, beating them up = victory. Hmm, good idea.
"I'll be there." I remark.

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At the moment, I'm wearing this.
I chew on a piece of gum until Liam opens the door and brightens at Leven.
"Leven! Hey, babe!"
"Hi, Li!" She smiles and they kiss. I shudder and Liam looks at me.
"Oh. You brought her."

"I'm not an object, caramel." I snap and narrow my eyes. He backs down and lets us in.
I look around the flat. I mean, it's alright. I don't see anything wrong with it.. except the people in it.
Surprisingly Devi introduces me.
"That's Niall." She points to a blonde.
"Zayn." Next she points to a guy with a black swoop hairstyle.
"Louis." She points to a guy wearing stripes.

"And you already know Liam and Harry."

"Oh, I know them alright." I snarl and lock eyes with a smirking Harry.
"Ah, we meet again, love." He smirks and surprisingly embraces me and twirls me around.

"Harry's quite the dancer." Devi laughs.

I clutch my fists.
"Oh, god." Leven murmurs.

"Don't - get - angry, Moxie."

I take a deep breath and plaster a fake smile.
"Me? I'm not angry. I'm just disgusted because their faces look like someone set their faces on fire and put them out with forks."

"Don't even -" Zayn starts but Leven pulls him back and whispers angrily in his ear.

"Don't fuck with us, Moxie." Niall warns.
I laugh a little and stare at him.

"Listen here, leprechaun - " I start but see Louis mimicking me.

"Oh my freaking HELL!"
I start seeing red when Harry continues mimicking, following Louis.

"Wow. If you were just twice as smart, you'll still be stupid." Harry laughs.
"What the fuck, Curls!?" I say angrily and charge for him until Leven and Devi cling my arms, keeping me back.

"Now that you're there, I'm free to say that You're acquitting yourself in such a way that no jury ever would." Harry chuckles.

"You take that back!" I yell.
"Why?" He teases.

I start screaming.
"You don't want to get mixed up with me, Styles! I can be a bitch when I want to! And I want to a lot!"

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