Hard To Get

Chapter 13 - You deserve to be happy

"We're having a slumber party today." Carrie said, munching on the cheetos she bought a while ago.

"Wanna join?" Lily asked?

"Yeah, join us! Please?" Carrie added.

"Want to sleep over at my house?" I asked them, then their jaws dropped.

"S-sure M-Mia! Definitely! Let's go!" Lily said, then the two of them jumped off of the bed, to the door. But I stopped them!

"Uh-uh-uh! Ask you brother first, Lily. We don't want him to get worried again, don't we?" I told them, then Lily nodded and went to her brother's room. Carrie and I were sitting on the bed, waiting for Lily. I pulled out my phone then checked my twitter, I saw notifications coming from Carrie and Lily. Carrie's tweet had a picture of me and her, and the autograph edited and she tweeted: "Met @miadiarmuid at the grocery store and had her autograph! #Luckyday" then the link of the picture. Lily's were only a picture of the two of us, and she tweeted: "Saw @miadiarmuid today!!! <3" and the picture was attached. Another tweet was from Lily again. A picture of me and Luke at the balcony, looking at each other, and shakin our hands. Our eyes were focused on each other, and both of our faces had grins on them. The tweet said: "@miadiarmuid also met my brother and went in our house!!" then the picture was attached. I saved the three pictures on my camera roll then retweeted each tweet they tweeted where I was mentioned. I also saw my follower requests bombed up, I had 834 follower requests, and I had 279 followers. My twitter account was on private, where my followers can only see my tweets. I changed the setting, then made it a public account since I was too lame to accept the requests. Then poof, my followers reached a thousand. Wow! Imagine this. This is very exciting and weird at the same time. I just hope I won't regret this.

After giving my phone a toothy grin from all of the overwhelming tweets of teens who saw the magazine, I heard Luke and Lily - arguing. I went by the door then tried to open it, but Carrie stopped me. I guess it was prohibited to stop a sibling fight. Well, I never know how it works. I never did have a sibling or argue with a family member.

"I'm fifteen, Luke! Fifteen!" Lily yelled.

"You're still young! You just can't go strolling around everywhere with a stranger that you've just known for an hour!" Luke yelled back, oh so I was a stranger? Thank you so much Luke.

"Why do you have to be so overprotective at me?! You're not my father!" Lily talked back, wow that was a harsh thing to say.

"I may be not dad, but I want what's best for you like what he did for me!"

"You don't know what's best for me! What is this 'best for you' for if you keep me locked in this house and preventing me from what makes me happy?!" Lily yelled back, I can hear their yells coming nearer which means they're getting closer. I backed away from the door then sat beside Carrie. She leaned on my shoulder then I stroked my hair - comforting her. I know she's hurting when her best friend is.

"I wish mom and dad were here! If they were, none of these would've happen!" Lily said, then I knew she was getting closer to the room.

"It was all because of you that they're not here!" Luke said, Carrie looked at me then covered her ears. I cradled her, then I knew that Lily froze where she was for a minute after Luke said that. I may not know what it means that they're not here because of her, but I know it hurts to be pointed out with those words or if the blame's on you. But it is also very harsh to tell that to someone, specially if that someone is your sister.

Lily came in the room then shut the door and locked it. She even placed a chair in front of it, placing the border of the chair below the knob. I don't know if those tricks works like the ones on the movies, but now I see how it is, I think it does. Lily ran her fingers through her hair then screamed. She sat on the corner and cried. She cradled herself by hugging her knees, and just stared at the ground - rocking herself. I felt bad for her. If I didn't offered them to have a sleep over at my house, none of these would happen. I brushed the strands of her hair that was sticking on her cheeks because of her tears then cupped her cheeks.