Street girl- a one direction fanfic!

America

When I got home I sat down on the sofa. I needed to go through all this.

Jade was my sister who had been adopted by Harry styles.

I thought I was related to Harry styles.

I decided to go back to being a street girl.

Then I almost got kidnapped.

Then I went to hospital.

I'm recording an album with one direction.

I'm going to be in the music videos.

I'm going on tour.

I'm going to America.

Okay, wow, all that in like a month. Proud much.

Anyway. I looked down the long list of DVDs we had stacked on the shelf. I saw my favourite show. I picked up the DVD and opened the box. I opened the DVD player. I grabbed the remote and sat down on the sofa. I pulled the recliner up and pressed scene selection in the remote. I selected my favourite episode and lay back. I turned the volume up and took subtitles off.

'What have you done today to make you feel proud?' I heard Stevie imitating heather small on the tv.

I smiled to myself and laughed.

Today heather, I have come out of hospital and found out things I didn't know. I'm such a weirdo. I actually said that out loud, I mean c'mon!

Louis chuckled behind me. I threw a pillow at him without turning around. I knew it hit him cause I could see in the mirror opposite me. He jumped over the sofa and switched the tele off.

'Come on! You need to get ready. We may not be leaving till tomorrow morning but, we need to be at the airport at 5am! Which means we are leaving at 2am. Which means most of us and heading of to sleep seeming as it is now 6pm.' Louis said, glancing sideways at the clock.

'But what about tea?!' I asked, shocked that Louis would actually ask me to miss tea.

'Never mind tea!' Louis replied, giggling.

'Never mind tea?! What?! Well I am staying up all night. I'm not missing tea. I will be up to wake you at about 1am then. Night night!' I said smiling at him.

'Ok, night beautiful' Louis said, he switched the tele back on for me and kissed me on my forehead. When he left and chucked the pillow back. I faced the tele but still caught it with my back to him.

'How do you do it?' He asked, curious.

'Reflections' I said, amused. I had told him many times but he never knew what I meant. Oh well. Now just a bunch of Miranda episodes until I can be bothered to order a pizza.

I dialed the number and ordered my pizza.

The pizza came.

I watched miranda.

I ate the pizza.

Time was going slowly.

Finally, 1am came. I ran round the two story flat screaming and shouting to wake the boys. I used water guns on Harry who wouldn't get up and I ended up dragging him down the stairs.

Life was perfect.

It was getting better.

I was going to America baby!