Part Fifty-Two

Sophia’s POV

“If I was your hamster, I'd never eat your toe. Keep you as my owner, you’d never be alone. I can be a gerbil, anything you want. If I was your hamster, I’d never eat your toe, I’d never eat your toe,” I sang my version of the song 'Boyfriend' by Justin Bieber, to the cute little hamster in the pet shop.

“It’s time to get up mofo’s!” Someone woke me up from my peaceful slumber of singing to a hamster in a pet shop.

I was enjoying that. “Wazzgoingon?” I opening my eyes.

“Ah!” I screamed as I came face to face with Miss Piggy from The Muppets. I threw her across the room and jumped back into Niall, waking him up.

“Ah! Holy crap!” He shouted and threw something across the other side of the room; screaming. He pushed himself over to my side of the bed trying to get away from whatever it was.

“What the hell?” I mumbled looking across the room to where I heard someone laughing insanely.

“Louis?” Niall growled.

“Hello,” I could only just make out a person standing in the door way to my room; why was it so dark?

“Why did you do that to me? Are you trying to kill me?” I hissed.

“Say hello to my friends, the oranges!” Louis laughed evilly and suddenly I was being hit by something… oranges. The smell made me feel nauseous. I hate oranges; it’s fair to say I’m scared of them. Ever since I had a dream where these oranges attacked me, I fell to the floor and then hundreds of them started throwing themselves at me and I died…

I hate oranges.

I screamed loudly trying to get away from the fire line of oranges. Niall was just sitting confused, getting the odd orange thrown at him.

“Sophia!” Beth shouted running in to my room.

“Make him stop!” I cried, diving under my duvet.

“Louis! What the hell are you doing?” Beth asked.

“Throwing oranges at Sophia,” He replied.

“Stop! Are you stupid? She’s petrified of oranges AND flying objects! What is wrong with you?” She shouted at him.

“Beth, it’s kind of the point, it’s why I’m doing it,” He chuckled.

“What to scare her?” Beth asked in disbelief.

“Happy Late April Fools,” Louis shouted.

“I hate you!” I screamed from under the duvet.

“Aw, I love you too,” Louis laughed.

“Why won’t the lights turn on?” Beth asked and I heard my light switch flick, but no light came on.

“We’re under attack from aliens!” I screamed; pulling the duvet tighter around myself.

“No, the powers out,” Louis answered.

“How would you know it’s because of that?” I asked.

“What have you done?” Beth asked Louis.

“Zayn’s afraid of the dark,” Niall whispered.

“Niall are you okay?” I asked.

“Oh, that makes sense,” Beth said.

“Where are you going?” Louis asked (presuming it was meant for Beth, because I couldn’t see).

“To see what other pranks you’ve set up, for this ‘Late April Fools’,” Beth laughed.

“So you’re not angry?” Harry joined the conversation; when did he get here?

“No, I’m disgusted I woke up with your toe in my mouth, but I think it’s pretty funny what you’ve done to these pair, so I want to see how you’ve done everyone else’s fears,” Beth laughed.

“Niall,” I muttered, poking my head out the top of the duvet.

“Um,” He turned to me, looking a little pale.

“Are you okay?” I asked, trying to hold my breath, so I didn’t have to breathe in the smell of the oranges. I’d rather not be sick.

“Yes, it’s just… pigeon,” He muttered.

“I understand, but I can’t breathe so I’m going back under the duvet,” I mumbled running out of air. I then dived under the duvet and took a deep gulp of air; it felt nice in my lungs.

“Okay,” He chuckled.

“Harry,” I shouted.

“Yes,” He replied.

“Do you want to remove the oranges and the pigeon?” I pleaded.

“No,” He answered simply and I heard the door shut.

“Git,” I muttered.

Niall’s POV

“It’s time to get up mofo’s!” Someone shouted, sounding like Louis; waking me up from my sleep. I was having a good dream as well. I won’t tell you what it was about, it’s a bit embarrassing.

“Wazzgoingon?” I heard Sophia mumbled; but I couldn’t be bothered to get up yet.

“Ah!” Sophia screamed loudly and then I heard a thump occur from across the room. I think she jumped back, because the next thing I knew she was half on top of me, half pushing me off the bed. Her sudden movements caused me to open my eyes in alarm, to see if she was okay. All my worry for Sophia was numbed as I came face to face with a pigeon. The worry had been replaced by fear.

“Ah! Holy crap!” I shouted and pushed the pigeon cross the other side of the room; and I have to admit, I did an embarrassing girl scream. I then pushed myself over to the other side of the bed trying to get away from the pigeon.

“What the hell?” Sophia mumbled and we both looked across the room to where someone laughing insanely.

I guessed it was Louis from the sound of his laugh and voice. “Louis?” I growled angrily; knowing he was to blame for the pigeon and whatever had scared Sophia.

I couldn’t actually see him though, which confused me, because it was morning; I could see that on Sophia’s bedside clock it was eight o’clock, well, just gone. But it was pitch black, I could only see the slight silhouette of Louis’ body.

“Hello,” Louis spoke as if he was just passing a stranger in the park, giving them a polite greeting.

“Why did you do that to me? Are you trying to kill me?” Sophia hissed. I could see why she was so angry. Although, I wasn’t sure what he’d done to her personally, I knew what he’d done to me and it made me even angrier that he was just laughing about it.

“Say hello to my friends, the oranges!” Louis laughed evilly and I could only just make out little blobs being thrown at Sophia. She had a fear of oranges and flying objects. We all knew that. As well as oranges and flying objects, she was scared of The Muppets and Mr Bean. As I looked closer at Louis, I noticed it wasn’t actually him, well the voice was but the face wasn’t.

Was he wearing a mask? A Mr Bean mask…?

He’s trying to scare Sophia. Though I don’t think she had noticed the mask yet, thankfully. I think she’d flip if she did. To be honest, I could see where she was coming from with Mr Bean being scary, he did have that look about him, not to mention the things he does in his television programme and the way he never actually speaks, he just makes noises.

Sophia screamed loudly trying to get away from the fire line of oranges. I just sat, a bit confused and still very wary of the pigeon in the corner of Sophia’s room. I got hit with occasional orange but that was it. I wasn’t worried about the oranges though; I just wanted the pigeon to get out of the room.

By now I’d realised that it wasn’t a real pigeon; I think it was either a replacer or the actual Kevin the fake pigeon from the Tour Video Diary Four. I’d hated that damn pigeon then, I hate it even more now.

“Sophia!” Beth shouted running in to my room. She’d probably heard Sophia screaming. To be honest she’d probably heard mine too, but thought they were Sophia’s because of how girly they sounded… That’s an embarrassing thought.

“Make him stop!” Sophia cried, diving under the duvet.

“Louis! What the hell are you doing?” Beth asked.

“Throwing oranges at Sophia,” He replied, throwing some more oranges.

“Stop! Are you stupid? She’s petrified of oranges AND flying objects! What is wrong with you?” She shouted at him.

“Beth, it’s kind of the point, it’s why I’m doing it,” He chuckled, but threw no more oranges- I think he’d run out; or he was scared of what Beth would do to him if he carried on. I think it was probably the latter.

“What to scare her?” Beth asked in disbelief.

“Happy Late April Fools,” Louis shouted and I just looked at him in shock. This was all for some stupid April fool’s joke. It’s not even April anymore. I hate him.

“I hate you!” Sophia screamed from under the duvet. It seems we share the same thoughts… We’re on the same wave length.

“Aw, I love you too,” Louis laughed; he’s an absolute d*ck.

“Why won’t the lights turn on?” Beth asked and I could vaguely make out her silhouette triyng to turn the lights on.

“We’re under attack from aliens!” Sophia screamed; and I felt her pull the duvet tighter around herself.

“No, the powers out,” Louis answered as if he was talking about the weather.

“How would you know it’s because of that?” Sophia asked suspiciously.

“What have you done?” Beth asked Louis.

“Zayn’s afraid of the dark,” I whispered, still in shock about this whole thing. It made a little more sense now. At least he wasn’t just targeting me and Sophia anymore.

“Oh, that makes sense,” Beth said.

“Where are you going?” Louis asked Beth.

“To see what other pranks you’ve set up, for this ‘Late April Fools’,” Beth laughed. Wait, she laughed? How is she not mad at Louis still?

“So you’re not angry?” Harry joined the conversation; walking in to the room and standing beside Louis. Wait, so he’s part of this as well?

“No, I’m disgusted I woke up with your toe in my mouth, but I think it’s pretty funny what you’ve done to these pair, so I want to see how you’ve done everyone else’s fears,” Beth laughed. Ew, she woke up with Harry’s toe in her mouth! That’s disgusting… It makes mine seem less bad.

“Niall,” Sophia muttered and I saw her head poke out the top of the duvet.

“Um,” I turned to face Sophia.

“Are you okay?” She asked, as though she was struggling to breathe; I hope she’s okay.

“Y-Yes, it’s just… pigeon,” I stuttered. Why did I have to stutter? Urgh, that’s embarrassing.

“I understand, but I can’t breathe so I’m going back under the duvet,” She mumbled; at least she didn’t make fun of me. She then dived under the duvet again.

The oranges!

That’s why she’s not coming out of the duvet! She’s scared of the oranges and the smell makes her feel ill. I remember her telling me this now.

“Okay,” I chuckled, as I heard her take a big breathe.

“Harry,” Sophia shouted a few seconds later.

“Yes,” He replied.

“Do you want to remove the oranges and the pigeon?” She practically begged him.

“No,” He answered simply and left the room.

“Git,” Sophia muttered and I laughed.

“How about you get the pigeon out of the room, then I’ll get the oranges?” I suggested.

“Sounds good, where is the pigeon?” She asked.

“Near the wardrobe,” I answered and I heard her take a deep breathe. Bless her. She then jumped out of them duvet and sprinted to the wardrobe; picking up the pigeon and throwing it out of the room. She then dived under the duvet again and took a big breath of air.

“Thanks,” I smiled in relief.

“It’s okay, now just get rid of the oranges… oh and the Miss Piggy thing,” She said, her voice muffled by the duvet.

“Where is it?” I asked standing up and collecting the oranges into a pile.

“Near the bathroom door,” She said and I saw her hand poke out, as she gestured in the direction.

“Thanks,” I muttered and walked over to the bathroom door where I saw a stuffed toy of Miss Piggy lying. I picked it up and added it to the pile of oranges. I then picked everything up and threw it in to the hall way.

“Done,” I said coming in.

“Do us a favour and use the spray in the bathroom to spray the room,” Sophia said.

“Sure,” I grabbed the spray and sprayed the room.

“Cheers,” Sophia smiled and climbed out the bed.

“Anytime,” I winked at her.

Then Molly’s screams erupted throughout the house.

Oh God. What have they done now?