Chapped 1
Michael was slowly coming to. "Huh? Where-" he saw Franklin sitting on a bench. "Hey F. What happened?" Michael questioned. Franklin glared at Michael. "Man, I told yo stupid ass this was gon' happen if you say the copyright chit!" Michael took closer look at his surroundings. They were in a prison cell! "Man, it's all yo fault!" Franklin started up again, but was interrupted by the cell door opening. Both of them looked up at the image to see Niall and Harry from One Direction! They were SOOO cute! And Niall's ass was perfect, Harry's face was peachy- not in a gay, but heterosexually gay way. OMG, they were sooooo hawt. And Michael just couldn't keep it in... AN: Oh wait that was me... Bet anyway back to story. But soon their cute smiles turned to dark frowns. "So. Which one of you biggot's thought it was okay to mention "The Story of My Life" by us?" Niall began. "I don't know what you're taking about." Spat Michael. Niall gestured to Harry. "Give it to em. Hard." Harry pulled a pipe from his jacket and splashed the toilet water that was stored in the pipe over Michael. AN: What Did you think he was going to hit em'? We Brits are above you American violent scum! "AHHHHH!" Michael screamed in horror, drenched in his own feces. And other bubba urine.' And just when Michael was about to drown, a mere rival miracle happened.