Chapter 2: Electric Boogaloo
"AW CHIT NIGGA DAT'S NASTY!" Coughed Franklin. Michael passed out on the ground. Franklin readied his fists. "C'mon niggas I can take yo scrawny white asses." Franklin beckoned. "Tisk tisk." Niall waggled his finger. "Naughty naughty." Said Harry, also waggling his finger in a disciplining way. "You can't touch us, we are celebrities, and you are behind bars." Giggled Niall. AN: GAWD Niall is so CUTE when he giggles...anyway. "If you hit us, you'll be in jail for life." Chuckled Harry. AN: MMM HARRY CHUCKLING GURGLRL. "Man, ya'll niggas need to get da fuck out befo I whip yo asses.." Said Franklin annoyed. "Go ahead, try." Smirked Niall. Franklin was about to smash in Niall's face but then he noticed the security guards giving him dirty looks. Franklin backed away with a pouty face. "Ahahaha." Laughed Niall and Harry together. "Lil' wanka di'nt have it in 'em." Harry laughed, pouring the remaining pipe juices in Franklin's face. Suddenly BAAAM a ghetto red truck blasted through the prison walls. The prison sirens went off. A wasted redneck came out of the truck. "Whut the bloody L?" Harry and Niall questioned aloud. The man walked right up to Niall and Harry. "Oh Harry, looky, it's one of them Redneck Canadians I always heard about! I want a selfie with it!" Niall pranced next to Trevor and took out his iPhone. "What the fuck did you just call me?" Asked Trevor. "Pish posh you silly redneck, smile for the Directioners!" Giddied Niall. Trevor's sight began to redden. He took Niall's iPhone and THREW IT ON THE GROUND! Niall scoffed Brittly at Trevor's nasty stench and attitude. "My word, you Americunts are quite rude!" Harry patronized. Trevor took out an AK-47 and mowed Niall down. His blood splattered everywhere. Harry's mouth gaped open in awe. Franklin cheered, "go you crazy muthafucka!" Trevor then grabbed Harry's hair and repeated smashed his head on the jail bars. Harry cried in a proper, British fashion. Trevor took Harry's iPhone and took a selfie with his beaten up state. "SMILE FOR THE DIRECTIONERS YOU LITTLE FAGGOT!" Trevor whispered in Harry's ear. Harry whimpered sexily. Trevor then threw Harry on the ground and took a piss on him. "Ah yea, you like that you little fuck?!" Trevor loled at Harry. He then took out a pair of electric wires and electrocuted Harry's nipples to death. "That's what you god damn Brits get for calling me a Canadian you crumpet fucking bastards!" Exclaimed Trevor. "I LOVE YOU NIGGA!" Franklin cheered. "Now come on, let's get lost before the cops come." Trevor pulled out a chainsaw from his ass and destroyed the bars. Franklin and Trevor picked up Michael and blasted through the facility in Trevor's truck. "Thanks dawg." Said Franklin. "You all owe me." Said Trevor. "Of course my nigga, anything." Replied Franklin. "Well...I kind of...need that favor now." Trevor looked in his rear view mirror and noticed a car tailing them.