Thanks to Taylor Swift
I just got my biggest hit
Since Pillow Talk
I’m bout to sing falsetto
Time to sound like I don’t have balls
Hey there, Zayny
Are you crazy?
Shut up!
I got a great idea
I miss Harry
I bet you miss Perrie
I know how we can get them back
We say we can’t live
Without them
And we’ll die if they’re not by our sides
Do you mean like a threat?
Exactly
We’ll tell them we’ll commit suicide
If they don’t come back home
No no no no
We wouldn’t really do it we’d lie
I don’t want her back though
I text-dumped her don’t you know?
Well you better help me or else I
Won’t do this cameo
Zayn and I have decided
If you don’t come back we’ll kill ourselves
And when we die our blood will be on your hands
Taylor, what the hell?
Hey there, Harry
This is scary
Do you mean that text?
Yeah, it’s insane
Taylor’s a psycho
But we still have to go
Why?
Zayn’s still in love with me
Zayn, we can get back together
So there’s no need to blow out your brains
Oh, Harry, you showed up!
Whatever
What’s wrong
It’s just a trick
Shut up, Zayn!
These guns are just for show
Screw this, I am gonna go
Taylor, you are sick and deranged!
Nobody’s going home!
She’s the devil
Yeah, I know
Time to murder all of you
Wait!
I can’t lie anymore
I still love you
No, you don’t
I swear I do that’s why I say
That you and I should both
Take poison so we can go
Live in hell together
Okay!
Here I got poison
Whoa
Well, go on
Drink it let’s go!
He’s gonna die
He’ll be okay
Her mouth starting to foam!
How are you still fine?
Don’t know
Yours is still full
Uh oh