Hairbrush

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" where in the world did I put this hairbrush" I said as I rambled through my shelf. I cursed under my breath when I touched something that felt like my hairbrush.

" Ugh" I groaned for the thousandth time, I was in great need of my hairbrush cause my hair looked like an animal attacked me.

I left my room and ran downstairs and saw the boys eating breakfast.

" Hey guys"

" Hey " they greeted back.

" Why does your hair look like a bear attack" Louis asked.

" Well thank you for the observation, Louis" I said through gritted teeth. " But seriously do you guys see my hairbrush" I helplessly said.

" Have you asked Harry?" Niall asked and I came to realisation. Wait he was right.

I was about to go upstairs when I noticed a curly haired lad walk downstairs.

" Hello" he cheekily smiled and I observed how his hand moved back and forth on his hair. Then I noticed a brownish object and then actualisation hit me.

" Is that my hairbrush?" I asked and his eyes went a bit wide.

" Uhhh... No?"

" Wait, that's hairbrush" I said and he ran back upstairs.

" Harry!!!!!" I ran upstairs too chasing after him and my sweet hairbrush that I literally share with no one

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