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Walking into the studio, I knew the lads were already waiting, and had been for more than ten minutes. I bumped down in my seat, getting my headphones handed to me.
"Morning", a woman with bright red hair shook my hand. "You must be Niall".
"That's right, sorry about being late", I grinned. Liam rolled his eyes next to me, adjusting his own headset.
"That's alright", the woman let my hand go and bumped down in her seat on the other side of the table. "My name's Kirsten, and now that you're all here I think we should just get started?".
"Did you shower today?", Harry whispered in my ear from my right. I knew he was making fun of me, so I just pushed him away.
"You shirt is the wrong way out...", Liam said, and I looked down, realizing he was right.
"That's what you get for being late", Harry cooed under his breath.
"Maybe your girlfriend should start setting the alarm for you", Louis added, sitting next to Harry. I shot him a threatening glance but didn't have time to say anything. We were going on air. Kirsten clapper her hands together, getting our attention.
"Ok", she announced happily. "And we're on in three, two one... Good morning London!". She leant forward into the microphone in front of her. "I'm sat here today with the biggest boyband on the planet, our very own One Direction". The five of us cheered like we always did, spinning back and forth in those kind of chairs. "How are you doing today?", she asked us, starting out easy. I knew it was going to come, I knew I would be asked about Sair, and I knew this would be the time to announce it. Better just get it over with now that the opportunity would present itself very soon.
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Sair:
I wasn't feeling too great this morning. My phone had blown up during the night, but there was one text from Niall:
This is my number, text me if there's anything u need -Niall.
I sighed, tumbling out of bed. My books lay spread out across the room, and even though I had studied for hours last night, nothing had set it self in my brain. My little sister had hugged the bathroom as always, and I banged the door for a good five minutes before she opened.
"Morning", she cheered, finally letting me in.
"Morning Cass", I sighed, desperately reaching for the hairbrush by the sink. Cassidy didn't leave. She stood in the doorway grinning at me, just like she'd done last night when I got home. "What is it?", I snapped at her, not in the mood for her mocking right now.
"So how much trouble did you get in yesterday?", she asked me, that stupid twinkle in her eye.
"No trouble at all", I mumbled.
"So when were you going to tell me then?".
"Tell you what?", I pretended to not know what she was talking about, and covered my toothbrush with toothpaste.
"About Niall of course!". She shook my shoulders, causing me to choke a little on the toothbrush in my mouth. "You did well sis!", she giggled.
"Sthawp iwt Iwm trywing two brawsh ma tweeth", I hissed, waving her off me. Cassidy giggled.
"All my friends called me last night asking me about it", she said. I froze, staring at my sister. It would be typical of Cassidy to just blabber about it, not because she means to create trouble, but because she's fourteen and doesn't know how to hold her tongue.
"Whwat diwd yuw twell twhem?", I asked her, and spit out the toothpaste in my mouth. Cassidy waved her hand dismissing me.
"Don't worry, I didn't say anything".
