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  1. AllThatIKnowIsImBreathing AllThatIKnowIsImBreathing
    posted a quote
    November 28, 2012 8:58pm UTC
    Santa's seen
    your facebook pictures,
    you're getting clothes
    for Christmas.

  2. InOneMoment InOneMoment
    posted a quote
    November 28, 2012 6:50pm UTC
    parents: we bought you crocs to protect your virginity

  3. wittygiraffelover wittygiraffelover
    posted a quote
    January 8, 2012 7:48pm UTC
    I was about to go when the
    light turned green, but my grandpa told me to stop.
    I slammed the brakes,
    as a semi blew through the red light.
    It would have hit me had I gone.
    I had to pull over
    cause I started crying so much. Why?
    because I was alone in the car.,
    my grandpa passed away in august.
    nmf. credit to 6 billion secrets.

  4. Kirstyx33 Kirstyx33
    posted a quote
    June 20, 2010 1:48am UTC
    'I hate my mother'
    long but worth reading.
    My mom only had one eye, I hated her...
    she was such an embarrassment.
    She cooked for students and
    teachers to support the family.
    There was this one day during
    elementary school where my mom
    came to say Hello to me.
    I was so embarrassed. How could
    she do this to me?
    I ignored her, threw her a hateful
    look and ran out.
    The next day at school one of my class mates
    said "EEEE, your mom only has one eye!"
    I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my
    mom to just disappear.
    SO i confronted her that day and said, "If
    you're only gonna make me a laughing stock,
    then why don't you just die?!!!"
    My mom did not respond...
    I didn't even stop to think for a second
    about what i had said, because
    I was full of anger.
    I was oblivious to her feelings,
    I wanted out of that house, and have
    nothing to do with her.
    So i studied real hard, got a chance to go
    to Singapore to study.
    Then. i got married. I bought a house of my
    own. I had kids of my own.
    I was happy with my life, my
    kids and the comfort.
    Then one day, my mother came to visit me.
    She hadn't seen me in years and she didn't
    even meet her grandchildren.
    When she stood by the door, my children
    laughed at her, and i yelled at her
    for coming over uninvited.
    I screamed at her, "How dare you come to my
    house and scare my children!"
    "Get out of here now!!!"
    And to this, my mother quietly answered
    "Oh, im so sorry. I may have gotten the
    wrong address." and she
    disappeared out of sight.
    One day, a letter regarding a school
    reunion came to my house in Singapore.
    So i lied to my wife that i was going on
    a business trip. After that reunion, i went to
    the old shack which was my childhood home
    just out of curiosity.
    My neighbours said that
    she had passed away.
    I did not shed a single tear.
    They handed me a letter that she had
    wanted me two have, it read:
    My dearest son,
    I think of you all of the time, I'm sorry that
    i came to Singapore and scared your children
    I was so glad when I heard you are
    coming for the reunion.
    But i may not even be able to
    get out of bed to see you.
    I'm sorry i was a constant embarrassment
    to you when you were growing up.
    You see... when you were very little you got
    into an accident, and lost your eye.
    As a mother, i couldn't stand watching you
    having to grow up with one eye.
    So i gave you mine.
    I was so proud of my son who was seeing
    a whole new world for me, in my place,
    with that eye.
    With my love to you.
    Your mother ♥
    -newspaper story

  5. BlackButterflies BlackButterflies
    posted a quote
    September 21, 2012 9:14pm UTC
    i know we only met,
    but let's pretend it's love.

  6. Kailey♥* Kailey♥*
    posted a quote
    September 21, 2012 8:06pm UTC
    that awkward moment when
    you're deep in thought and then you realize that
    you were staring directly at someone...
    t u m b l r

  7. BeKaHlYnN BeKaHlYnN
    posted a quote
    September 22, 2012 2:35pm UTC
    It seems like I can save everyone else.
    Except myself.

  8. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
    posted a quote
    September 21, 2012 10:56pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 25
    "Liam, let's go! We don't wanna be late!" I yelled, putting in my pearl earring. Today Chris was getting married, and Liam and I were already running late.
    "I'm coming, I'm coming!" he replied, finally walking out of the apartment.
    He got in the car and we quickly drove to the church that was almost an hour away. Most of Ashlee's family lived in England, so the wedding was being held kind of close to my flat. I was so glad to be a part of this wedding as well.
    "Okay, now try to avoid Uncle Jack, he's kind of crazy. And my mother will be here, you should sit next to her." I told him as we were walking in the church hand in hand. I spotted my mother sitting in the front row and walked to her.
    "Hi Mom. This is my boyfriend, Liam. Liam, this is my mother." I said.
    "What a delight! It's so great to finally meet you. You seem like such a gentleman." she said, and Liam took a seat next to her. I walked to the back of the church and took my place in line, and before I knew it, I heard the piano.
    I walked down the aisle, winking at Liam as I walked past him. I got tears in my eyes as I looked to Chris, who smiled at me. I cannot believe the man he grew up to be. Dad would have been proud, that's for sure. Ashlee started walking down the aisle, and I smiled. This day was perfect, two people who obviously belong with each other were finally getting their happy ending.
    The vows were original and cute, more fun than the traditional ones. After they placed the rings on their fingers, they kissed and started to walk down the aisle.
    I clapped and hollered, so happy for this adorable couple. I hope that one day Liam and I will be just like Ashlee and Chris, because they seem so in love.
    The reception was beautiful, and I was ready to have fun and dance.
    After I made a toast that got everybody overly emotional, the DJ tried to cheer everybody up by getting the dancing started. I joined, and had a blast.
    Eventually it was time to bouquet. Ashlee went up to the balcony, turned her back to the crowd of girls below her, and threw the bouquet.
    And guess who caught it? That's right, I did. Which meant I would be the next one to get married. I laughed and smiled, then looked at Liam. He was smiling as well, and walked over to me. I pulled him close to me.
    "You look very beautiful tonight." he said, kissing my forehead.
    "You look quite dashing as well." I said, trying my hand at an english accent.
    That earned a laugh from him, and I kissed his lips.
    "Liam. Do you know how much I love you?" I asked him.
    "Hmm...how much?" he asked, winking at me.
    "A whole lot." I replied, kissing him again. He pulled me into his chest and we danced together. I honestly do not think this night can get any better.
    Because for once, everything is right in my life. I'm with the perfect guy, I have the perfect job, I'm reunited with my family, and I'm in love.
    They say the past has a way of catching up with you. You can either run from it, or choose to face it. I decided I was done running from it, and I faced my past.
    Look where I am now.
    .............................
    the end! I'm kind of sad it's over, but tomorrow i will start the new fanfic, which i think is going to be amazing! it will be about harry, i think!! feedback?(:

  9. mayday mayday
    posted a quote
    September 21, 2012 5:59pm UTC
    REAL feelings
    DON'T JUST
    "GO AWAY."

  10. jane :-)* jane :-)*
    posted a quote
    September 15, 2012 11:49pm UTC
    person: you're pretty
    me: are you blind or

  11. jane :-)* jane :-)*
    posted a quote
    September 15, 2012 11:57pm UTC
    My friend asked me if a guy's ever asked me out.
    I said "Haha, no. Guys don't like me."
    But what I was thinking was
    "No, of course not. I'm not pretty enough, I'm weird, I'm awkward, and I'm homeschooled. Guys just don't like me, and I can give a bunch of other reasons why not to."

  12. jane :-)* jane :-)*
    posted a quote
    September 16, 2012 12:20am UTC
    friend 1: i just got an iphone
    friend 2: i'm gorgeous
    friend 3: all these guys keep asking me out and I'm like
    'ohemgee i don't even know you'
    me: today i spilled cereal on my cat

  13. jimmy365 jimmy365
    posted a quote
    September 16, 2012 12:23am UTC
    do you ever see
    someone really attractive
    a n d j u s t t h i n k , " H o w "

  14. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
    posted a quote
    September 15, 2012 9:12pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 13
    I've been avoiding Liam for almost a month now. I just didn't know how to tell him that I felt the same way. I didn't know if I wanted to tell him I felt the same way. It seemed that everytime I was ready to tell him, Zayn would come back into the picture. Which complicated things even more.
    Zayn and I are not dating, and he was the one who decided that. He said we have fun together, and I totally agree. That's all I need right now. I just need to have fun. I don't need a serious relationship. Nor do I want one.
    "Are you almost ready? The guys will be here any minute!" Zayn hollered from his room. I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring my beautiful dress. It was a pretty yellow, with gems right above the waist. My hair was curled and had a waterfall braid, and my shoes and jewelry matched the gems on my dress.
    Tonight I was going to a charity ball with Zayn. But did he just say the guys will be here any minute? I must have heard wrong.
    "Zayn, what do you mean the guys will be here any minute?" I asked, putting in my second earring and walking out to the living room area.
    "Yeah, Harry, Louis, Niall, and Liam are coming. With their dates." he said.
    "Liam's coming? Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, kind of annoyed.
    "Because then you wouldn't come, and I don't want to go alone." he replied.
    "You're so selfish." I said, sitting down next to him.
    "And you're beautiful." he said, kissing me.
    "You're smudging my lipstick!" I said, right as the doorbell rang.
    "Come in!" I called out, and four boys walked in, each one with a girl on their arm. Even Liam. I wonder what her name was.
    "Hey guys. This is my date, Carly." Zayn said, laughing. The guys kind of looked suprised, and Liam looked shocked. And kind of upset.
    Louis was with a pretty girl named Eleanor, Harry with a cutie named Krysta, Niall with a family friend, Char, and Liam with someone named Britney.
    Wait. Britney? It couldn't be her. Could it? No, Liam wouldn't do that to me.
    "Wait wait wait. You said your date's name is Carly?" Britney asked Zayn.
    "Yeah, that's what I said." he replied, sensing tension between Britney and I.
    "What's her last name?" Britney asked Zayn again.
    "Why don't you just ask me?" I asked her, irritated.
    "Nevermind. I thought you were someone I used to go to school with, but she never would have had the guts to talk to me like that. Plus she wasn't pretty."
    Oh my god. I cannot believe she just said that.
    "Wow. You're still mean." I said, rolling my eyes. She looked taken aback.
    "So it is you. Wow. How much did the surgery cost?" she asked nastily.
    "Not everybody's fake like you." I fired back. Take that.
    "Well, it's four years later and guess who still doesn't have Liam?" she asked.
    "Oh, so he's your boyfriend?" I asked, my eyebrows raised, my lip curling into a smile. Here we go.
    "Uh, not exactly." she replied quietly.
    "So that mean's YOU still don't have Liam." I replied, my lips pursed.
    "At least my dad cares about me." she snapped.
    That did it. A tear fell from my eye. Nobody here knew what happened.
    "My father passed away." I whispered, my eyes looking to the ground.
    "Oh my god. Carly, I had no idea." she said, her eyes wide.
    "Can we go?" I asked, staring into Zayn's eyes.
    "Yeah, we'll take our own cab." he said, grabbing his jacket and opening the door for me. That was terrible. I cannot believe Britney's back.
    Why would Liam bring her back into my life? Was he really out to get me? And why, why would he bring her as his date if he liked me? Was he trying to act like he was in high school again?
    .............................
    oh snap! feedback?
    youngwildfree143-my polyvore account!

  15. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
    posted a quote
    September 14, 2012 10:56pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 13
    (back in Carly's POV)
    I woke up the next morning and rolled over to look at my alarm clock. Except I didn't see what time it was, because Zayn's head was in the way.
    Wait, what? Why was Zayn in my bed? I thought he said that us almost hooking up was a one time thing. I guess he lied. Even after Harry caught us, we still made out and hooked up a lot. Things were just so easy with him, like he wasn't expecting a relationship or something. Which was a good thing.
    So I guess you can call us 'friends with benefits.' Except nobody knows.
    So it's kind of a secret thing. And I'll admit, it's kind of fun.
    "Zayn, get up. Don't you have a photo shoot soon or something?" I asked, flicking his head in order to get him moving.
    "Yeah, I'm going." he said, getting out of my bed and walking to his room.
    I went and took a shower, then got dressed. I grabbed my phone and checked my messages. I had two new messages from Harry.
    Harry: Just found out some interesting news.
    Harry: Carly, I need to talk to you. It's important.
    I wonder what he wants to talk about... I texted him back and he sait it was urgent, so I told him I would meet him at the coffee shop downtown. I walked to the shop around the corner and saw Harry sitting in a booth.
    "Hey, what's up?" I asked, sitting across from him. I ordered an iced coffee and talked to Harry while waiting for it.
    "Okay, well this is some pretty big news, and I honestly have no idea how you're going to take it." he said, warning me. Oh great.
    "Harry. What's going on?" I asked again, growing impatient.
    "It's about Liam." he said, and I was getting anxious.
    "Harry. Just tell me."
    "Liam, um. Liam likes you." he told me.
    "You're lying. He doesn't like me. He doesn't hate me, but he doesn't like me either." I said, trying to convince myself of it.
    "No, he likes you. He even told me himself." he said.
    "I don't get it though. Why wouldn't he tell me?" I asked, confused.
    "He said he tried to, but couldn't bring himself to say it. Oh, and he would be extremely mad if he knew I told you. I wasn't supposed to tell anyone, let alone the person that he actually likes." Harry said. Great. So Liam liked me, and I was hooking up with his best friend. Could this get any more complicated?
    "Okay, well I have to go. But you didn't hear this from me." he said, getting up and leaving. I was left in shock, wondering how things could have gone from Liam hating me to Liam liking me in that way.
    I grabbed my coffee and started walking back to my apartment. The shop was close, but the walk was still a good twenty minutes. And with my luck, it started to downpour as I was about halfway home. I heard a truck pull up next to me, and I saw a guy in the driver's seat. Liam.
    "Need a ride?" he asked, and I shook my head no.
    "Come on. You're going to get soaked." he said, trying again.
    "Liam, I'm fine. It's not that far of a walk." I said.
    "Get in." he said, and I gave in. I opened the door and pulled myself up into the big truck. It was quiet for a few minutes before I spoke up.
    "Thanks for giving me a ride. I really appreciate it." I mumbled. I didn't know how to act towards Liam now that I knew he liked me.
    "Anytime." he said, adjusting the volume on the radio.
    "Liam, you seemed like you had something important to tell me last night, but I was so busy you never had time. What was it?" I asked, trying to get him to admit that he liked me. Which was going to be hard.
    "Okay, I guess I can tell you. The truth is, I don't hate you Carly. As a matter of fact, the only reason I was ever mad at you is because you switched schools. And I liked you, a lot. I felt terrible for pretending to be cool and not talk to you. It was killing me, and now I realize what I want. To be with you." he said.
    I was stunned. I didn't know how to respond. So I didn't. I got out of the car at a stop sign and ran the rest of the way to my flat. Because I didn't want Liam to know that I felt the same way too.
    ..............................
    finally, the truth comes out!

  16. ELwriters ELwriters
    posted a quote
    September 12, 2012 5:40pm UTC
    The Player Falls Hard
    Chapter 21
    BRYNN'S POV
    When Harry realized that I agreed to date him again, he grinned before leaning down, placing a hand on my cheek, and kissing me. I kissed him back but pulled away, giving him a suspision look.
    "No more bets?"
    He shook his head and held up his pinky and wrapped it around mine.
    "No more. I promise."
    "Good."
    He leaned back down and kissed me some more, and I enjoyed it. I knew that the old Harry was gone, and a new and inproved one was here to stay. Just as he pulled away and rubbed his thumb against my cheek softly, and I heard someone clear their throat at the door. When we both turned around and looked, we saw my nurse Gabby standing at the door.
    "Gabby?"
    She turned and looked at me, her brown eyes shining brightly.
    "Yes?"
    "Am I able to move about and stuff? I kind of want to get out of the room for a little bit."
    She laughed and grinned with her deep red lipstick smile towards me and started smoothing down her dark brown bun.
    "Well, if you think you want to, we can put you in a wheelchair. We just don't want you walking around because you need to be a little bit more stable. Is that ok?"
    I nodded as Harry got up and grabbed the wheelchair by the door and rolled it over to me. I moved the covers off of me and Harry slipped his arms under me and lifted me up bridal style, pecked my head, and set me down in the chair.
    "Well, I see your all covered." She smiled down at me and Harry.
    "Are you feeling ok?"
    Harry whispered in my ear as he pushed me down the hall. I took a second to reply because it was the first time out of my room, and I wanted to enjoy my freedom while I had it. I looked into the rooms we passed and saw a lady alseep in the bed, an older man laying down and watching television, and sadly, a little bald girl sitting in a large bed, playing with a doll. I watched her more as we went past, and I could hear her little voice singing.
    "We're like na na na, then we're like yeah yeah yeah. Always like na na na,
    then we're like yeah yeah yeah."
    We started to continue past her door when a lightbulb went off in my head."
    Harry, stop."
    He stopped abruptly and came around to look at me, worry in his eyes.
    "What's wrong? You feeling ok? Do we need to get someone?"
    I shook my head and pointed back at the little girls room.
    "Harry, there was a little girl in there. She was singing Na Na Na."
    "Oh, really? Cool. You really scared me though, don't-"
    "No, Harry, I noticed she was bald... I think she has cancer."
    He looked back at the door and then at me, and confusion was written all over his face.
    "That's sad... But why did we stop?"
    "I think you should go see her. It might make her day better you know?"
    He raised his eyebrows and glanced back at the door.
    "You really want to do that?"
    I nodded and he smiled, kissing my cheek.
    "You always care about others before yourself."
    I smiled and he turned me around, pushing me back to the girls room.
    "I can push myself in. Come in when I say you can ok?"
    He nodded and stayed hidden from the girl in the door when I knocked on the wall. The singing suddenly stopped and I heard her call out "Hello?", so I pushed myself in, which was very hard concidering how weak I was.
    "Hi sweetie."
    When I came closer, she looked up at me. She had green eyes like Harry, and I could see a little scattering of freckles across her face.
    "Hi."
    She looked back down at her doll, humming Na Na Na and playing with the doll's hair.
    "I'm Brynn. What's your name?"
    "Lizarae. It's pronounced Liz-ah-ray."
    She looked up at me and smiled, showing me a little bit of her white small teeth.
    "Well Lizarae, I heard you singing Na Na Na just a minute ago."
    She looked back down at the doll and her face was blushing, like some one found out a huge secret of hers.
    "I like One Direction."
    I giggled and rolled myself closer, still smiling at her.
    "Don't worry, I do too."
    I whispered, and I heard a giggle escape her mouth.
    "I don't want you to answer this if it makes you uncomfortable, but do you have cancer?"
    She nodded and frowned a little, looking out the window and up at the blue sky.
    "Yeah... My grandpa and daddy are gone now because of it. Soon I will too."
    Just hearing a little girl say it broke my heart, and I had to push the tears out of my eyes.
    "I don't like it. It's not nice. I wish no one had to go through it. No one likes it. Can't we kill it?"
    I let out a small laugh and shook my head, half frowning.
    "I wish sweets. I wish."
    She looked back down at her doll, moving it's hands up and down.
    "Who's your favorite guy in One Direction."
    She perked up immediately, grinning and bouncing a little up and down.
    "Harry!"
    She said pretty loud, and I could hear Harry let out a little laugh, but luckily Lizarae didn't hear it.
    "Me too! And guess who I found?"
    I turned towards the door and nodded at Harry, and when he walked into Lizarae's veiw, she gasped.
    ..........................
    Sorry, but the chapter was so big we had to put it into two different quotes! Next part will be up immediately. Sorry about that, but we hope you liked it! Feedback?
    - Lizzie and Emma :)

  17. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
    posted a quote
    September 13, 2012 8:44pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 12
    LIAM'S POV
    Why won't she forgive me? I know I was a jerk, but I was kinda hoping she would look past that. Apparently not. I wasn't going to give up that easily though.
    I got into my car and drove to the karaoke club, since I was hoping that's where Carly is. But when I walked in and saw the crowd, I knew she would be impossible to find. I spotted her cousin Madison and called her over.
    "Is Carly here?" I asked, my voice loud.
    "Yeah, she's in the back." she screamed to me, in order to be heard.
    "Right, thanks." I said, walking towards the back room. I knocked on the door and heard her voice.
    "One minute!" she called, shuffling around the room. She opened the door a few seconds later, and I saw Zayn sitting in the chair next to her desk playing with a pencil. She was staring at me expectantly.
    "Hi, I didn't mean to interrupt." I said, glancing at Zayn.
    "Oh, Zayn was just leaving." she said, and he got out of the chair, then made a goofy face when he passed me. Did he have lip gloss on his cheek?
    "What's up?" Carly asked, moving papers around and organizing her desk.
    "I need to tell you something. Important." I started off, and she looked up at me. Gosh, it was so hard not to get lost in those eyes.
    "Go on." she said, crossing her arms.
    "Well, I know I apologized. But I really need you to know that I'm not the same guy. I've changed, I really have." I said.
    "You've told me that. I believe you." she said, turning her back to me.
    "But for some reason, I don't think you do believe me." I responded.
    "Liam, I'm really busy right now. What did you have to tell me?" she asked, sounding slightly annoyed. Should I tell her? But if I do, then I have to face the fact that she might reject me. Why would I tell her? There's no way she could possibly like me. I broke her heart. I'm the reason she changed.
    I liked her the way she was during high school. Why did I do that? I was such a jerk. There's no way I can tell her what I want to.
    "Um. I, um. I'm sorry. Really sorry." I said, shoving my hands in my pockets.
    "You said that already." she said, flipping through a folder.
    "Right. Okay, well, see you later." I said, walking out of the back room.
    Once again, I blew my chance. I walked out into the club and everybody was having a good time. I walked over to Zayn and Harry, sitting at the bar.
    "Hey guys. You should go sing." I said, teasing them.
    "No Liam, you should go sing. With that girl. She seems into you." Harry said, pointing to Madison. He's joking, right?
    "Harry, that's Carly's cousin. There's no way she's into me." I responded.
    "You're right. I'm just messing with you." Harry said.
    "Jerk. I'm going to get some air, I'll be back." I said, walking out of the club.
    I walked the streets near the karaoke bar for a while before going back. I really needed to clear my head, because I wasn't thinking straight.
    I went back to the club and walked in to see a bunch of people dancing together to some fast pop song. I searched for Harry and Zayn, but couldn't find them anywhere. Until I looked on the dance floor. I saw Zayn dancing extremely close to some beautiful girl with long hair tied in a ponytail. Was that Carly?
    It was. But I didn't care, right? Wrong.
    I was jealous. Because whether I wanted to admit it or not, I liked Carly.
    .................................
    ohhhh snappppp! dramaaaaaa. feedback?(:

  18. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
    posted a quote
    September 12, 2012 7:50pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 11
    "Hey, I'm back." Zayn said, kicking the door shut since his hands were full of grocery bags. I walked over and helped him unload them.
    "Liam stopped by." I started cautiously.
    "Oh, did you tell him I wasn't home? What did he want?" he asked.
    "Actually, he didn't want to talk to you. He came to talk to me." I said.
    "Well is everything alright? He didn't upset you, did he?" Zayn asked.
    "No, I don't think so. I'm pretty sure he apologized." I told him.
    "Liam apologized? To you?" he asked, shocked.
    "I know, I can't believe it either. I don't think I want to." I admitted.
    "Well, even though he is one of my best friends, it was a terrible thing to do to someone. I don't know if I would forgive him just yet, if I were you." he said.
    "That's the thing. I can forgive him all I want, but I will never forget what he put me through." I confessed, thinking back to those days.
    "I don't know why anybody would want to hurt such a precious girl like you."
    "Aw, stop. You're making me blush." I said, hitting his chest lightly.
    "I'm not joking Carly. You're so sweet, and funny, and kind, and caring. I don't know why Liam played you, but it was dumb on his part. Because he lost something truly special." he said, moving closer to me.
    I looked up and met Zayn's gaze. He was doing that half-smile thing that guys do, and it was ridiculously sexy. My body was pressed up against his, and I knew what was coming next. And I didn't stop it.
    Zayn's lips met mine, soft at first, but growing more intense each second. I gave in, and kissed him back. He picked me up and put me on the counter, my legs tight around his waist. I ran my hands through his hair as he kissed my neck.
    The doorbell rang, and we ignored it. Which was probably a bad idea, because the person waiting decided to try and open the door. Which was unlocked.
    "Zayn? Are you home?" Harry walked in the room just as I pulled away.
    "Thanks, I think my knee's better." I said, rubbing my hand on it.
    "No problem. What's up Harry?" he asked nonchalantly.
    "Oh my god. You two were just about to do it." Harry said, his eyes wide.
    "No, we definitely were not. I scraped my knee earlier and Zayn fixed it." I said.
    "Show me." Harry said. Obviously he didn't believe me.
    "What? No, that's crazy. I'm not showing you my knee." I told him.
    "Then you're lying." he replied.
    "I am not lying. But I'm not showing you my knee either." I declared.
    "Come on guys. Don't lie to me. I won't tell anyone."
    "You can tell anybody you want about my scraped knee, I really don't care." I replied. Harry rolled his eyes and walked over to the couch. I found myself staring at Zayn, who ran his hand up my leg. I bit my lip to keep from smiling and jumped off the counter, walking over to Harry.
    "How long have you two been hooking up?" he asked me.
    "We haven't been." I responded. Harry stared at me with raised eyebrows.
    "Fine, you caught us. I'm not sure what came over me, but it was a one time thing. Please, don't tell anyone." Zayn pleaded.
    "Your secret's safe with me." Harry said. And strangely, I believed him.
    "You're lucky that was me who walked in, and not Liam." he said. What?
    "What are you talking about?" I asked, confused.
    "Well, he already hates you enough. If he found out you were hooking up with one of his best friends, he might be a little mad, don't you think?"
    "Why would he be mad? It's not like he likes me or anything. Like you said, he hates me. And I know that." I said.
    "But do you hate him?" Zayn asked.
    "I did. But he apologized, and seemed sincere." I told them.
    "Look, I know he's my friend, but remember what I told you earlier." he said.
    Don't forgive him, not just yet. That's what Zayn had told me. But why didn't he want me to forgive him? Unless...
    Zayn liked me. And I, being as undecisive as ever, may have some sort of feelings for Zayn.
    ................................
    oh snap! haha, i think the next chapter is going to be in Liam's POV just to show how everything is playing out. big stuff coming up!

  19. OneDirectionQuotes OneDirectionQuotes
    posted a quote
    September 14, 2012 8:05pm UTC
    "The bullies that bullied us,
    They're at home watching us on TV."
    -Demi Lovato

  20. GoneCra2y GoneCra2y
    posted a quote
    September 10, 2012 7:04pm UTC
    School dress code is dumb. We can't show our shoulders??? What guy is gonna look at a girl and be like "Dang, that's a FINE shoulder."?

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