famous ⇒ mgc

05

Kylie.
I lifted my phone angrily and tapped my messages.

1 New Message!

I opened it, it was from Louis.

Louis was probably my best friend out of any of one direction or anyone else.

Louis👬: Kylie im bored af & harry is out, entertainnn me?😄

Me: Louis i have problems? Theres these annoyin pricks at my house & one is a complete asshole😒

Louis👬: lol sorry but not everyone of your dads artists are as awesome as me?😏

Me: Shut up, brag much?😂 but this michael guy told me that yous are all only friends with me bc of my dad..

Louis👬: IGNORE THAT DUCKHEAD
Louis👬: ...i meant dickhead...

Me: Your an idiot omg ily😂😂

Louis👬: im gay its pretty
unfortunate?😂 but btw u have to get along with that new band

Me: I dont wanna...but...fiNE😑

Louis👬: Good girl😘 nowww i have to plan a secret date for harry so byE

Me: byE

I tucked my phone into my back pocket and left my room, entering the huge hallway I heard music from downstairs. I walked down and into the livingroom were dad sat listening to a CD whilst the four boys sat opposite looking at him hopefully.

Im a 6 and shes a 10

I hated them all a bit but they were obviously all higher than sixes.

They all looked at me when I sat on the arm of the chair my dad was sitting in, Michael waved slightly but I just continued looking around the room.

"Do you like it, darling?" Dad asked me when it finished, I nodded, "Its good?" I answered honestly. Dads smile disappeared, "Well, boys, my daughter knows music when she hears it and if she doesnt like it then...i dont know?".

I stayed quiet, I wasnt aware that my opinion was that valued.

"I will get back to you boys in a week or two, alright?" Dad told them, the long haired one spoke up, "Okay, thank you sir." He shook my dads hand.

"Your name?" he asked, offering a shake.

"Kylie." I smiled at him, accepting it, "I'm Ashton, thank you." he smiled politely, kissing my hand as he continued to walk out.

The blonde boy shook my hand and so did the tan one, he muttered his name before leaving, Im pretty sure it was Calvin.

Or Calum?

Michael walked up to my and grabbed my hand, shaking it, I didnt put any effort into saying goodbye to him, "Can I speak to you?" he asked quietly.

No

"Sure.." I shrugged, he pulled me slightly to the doors, "I can walk myself." I snapped at him, Marcel watched us, "H-Hello Kylie!" he studdered, I waved as Michael guided me to my porch.

We stood there awkwardly, he stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked to me as if I should say something.

"Well?" I asked shrugging, "I'm sorry..." he mumbled, the corners of my lips rose, creating a smirk, "Sorry?" I asked, enjoying this, "I said..." he sighed, "I'm sorry... okay?".

I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow at him, he looked like a kid whose mum was forcing his to apologise.

"Okay, Bye Michael." I waved as he walked off pouting slightly, he got into the car his bandmates were in and Ashton - who was driving - waved at me.

"Bye, darling." he smiled charmingly.

He was like fucking Prince Charming holy.

I shut the door and smiled and Marcel, "What is it?" he asked, smiling a bit. "I got a sorry from Michael!" I bragged giggling, "Well done!" he told me grinning.

I walked down the hall, then the doorbell went. I groaned, just wanting to lie down and sleep. I opened the door and Michael was standing there, he sighed nervously.

"Wanna go out some time, maybe?"

WOOP MIKEY LIKES KYLIE OOOOOOOOOOH

MIKEYS GOTTA CRUSH
MIKEYS GOTTA CRUSH
-kitty👼