My Life Is Turning Into A Fanfic !

Well, ain't that a punch to the face?

Well, ain't that a punch to the face?

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My 6pm alarm rang. Lilli alert! I ran downstairs and received a firm punch to the centre of my face.

"ARGH!" I yelled.

"OMG, Jaz! I'm so sorry!" she apologised. Does she really knock my poor door that hard?

"Jeez Lil!" I groaned, rubbing my nose. "You couldn't be one minute late?"

"Nope!" she said, popping the 'p', clearly proud of her timekeeping skills.

"Why are you still wearing that?" I asked, looking at her onesie.

"I couldn't be bothered changing." She shrugged.

"Same Liliana." I sighed, at her laziness.

"Same Jasmine." She retaliated, as she looked at my glasses and beanie with distain.

"Just get inside." I sighed, rolling my eyes.

"You don't have to tell me twice! I'm freezing!" she exclaimed.

"It's not even cold." I said, sticking my head out the door, to confirm.

"You don't feel the cold, your opinion is irrelevant." She replied, chucking her shoes in the closet. We ran upstairs and plopped down on my huge bed – which, I will remind you, she still managed to push me off.

"So... guess what." I said.

"Spill the tea, girl." She encouraged.

"Well, you know all of the '#Jarry' stuff?" I asked. She nodded. "Well, Harry wants me to pretend to be his girlfriend."

She screamed.

"But you can't tell anyone it's fake!" I added. "I have no idea how to feel about this."

"OMG." She squeaked. "Not fair. You don't even appreciate this! It should've been me."

"Well, I made it even better!" I gloated.

"How does this get better?" she questioned.

"Igotusbackstagepassesandwearespendingtheentiretwoweekswiththem!" I said breathlessly.

"Breathe through your words." Liliana coached.

"I said, I got us backstage passes and we are spending the entire two weeks with them!" I repeated, making sure to speak slower this time. She froze. I waved my hand in front of her face – no movement. Is she okay? Is she in shock? Should I take advantage and push her off the bed, as revenge?

"I LOVE YOU JAZ!" She yelled, as she tackled me in a bear hug.

"Wait, uno problemo!" I told her. "Our parents still have to agree."

"Ugh." She groaned, getting up from the bed. We ran downstairs to the kitchen to talk (beg) to my mum.

"Muuuuum?" I cooed. She looked up, disinterested. "I have a question."

"Go on." She encouraged, returning to her OK magazine.

"Can you take Lilli and I to One Direction's concert in London this summer, to spend two weeks with them, in a nice hotel, because Kade gave us free tickets?" I asked hopefully, crossing my fingers, for luck.

"No." she replied, instinctually. "Wait, what?"

I held up the tickets as proof. She stared at them for a minute, before returning her gaze to the magazine.

"Sure, why not." She replied, flipping the page.

"Really?!" I squealed. Liliana and I started jumping up down, excitedly.

"You still need to ask Lisa!" My mum reminded us.

"She said it's fine, Jennifer, as long as I bring my sisters a present back with me!" Lilli told her, still jumping.

"We're going to London in a week!" I screamed.

"Did I mention that Jasmine is currently dating Harry Styles?" Liliana told my mum. That was payback for the onesie, no doubt about it.

"SHE'S WHAT?!" my mum screeched.

"LILLI!" I exclaimed.

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