PART 1
I'm sitting alone in my room, waiting from a follow of One direction. They'll never follow me, but me, as Directioner, will never give up.
'Ibtissam! Get your fat ass over here and help me with the dinner!' Said my mum. I opened my eyes and i walked to the kitchen.
Mum; 'Ibtissam, what was you doing?'
Me; 'Thinking about something mum.'
Mum; 'Don't tell me you was thinking about One direction.'
Me; 'I'm so sorry mum!'
Mum 'You know that when you dad knows that you're a directioner, he'll get mad, huh?'
Me; 'I know it, but i don't understand it.'
Mum; 'We're gonna talk when the dinner is ready.'
The dinner was ready and my dad was home.
Me; 'Hi dad.'
Dad; 'Hello my sunshine.'
I smiled and i was waiting till my mum was going to talk. I eated my food and waited. When i would go away, my mum started talking.
Mum; 'Uhm, Ibtissam is a Directioner.'
Dad; 'What the hell is a Directioner?'
I closed my eyes and started talking.
Me; 'When you're a Directioner, you're fan of One direction dad.'
Dad; 'But, that's that boyband!'
Mum; 'She know that.'
Dad; 'Are you a fan of them?'
Me; 'Yes i am dad, i really am.'
Dad; 'Well, okay.'
Me; 'Aren't you mad of me?'
Dad; 'No, why should i?'
Me; 'No, never mind. But dad?'
Dad; 'Yeah sunshine.'
Me; 'All the Directioners has a One direction room....'
Dad; 'But what's a One direction room?'
Me; 'A room with posters of One direction, can i have some posters dad?'
Dad; 'We'll shop tomorrow honey.'
Me; 'You're the best daddy on the world.'
Dad; *Smiles* 'I know sunshine.'
I laughed and walked to my room. I picked my phone and tweeted something.
''One day i'll meet you, and i'll hugg and kiss you. @Harry_Styles''
I smiled and looked to my room. No poster of my boyfriends. But tomorrow, tomorrow it'll be another room, a very very another room. Now i don't have to pick my ears when i'll listen One direction. I smiled and listened songs of One direction. Not a long time ago i fell in sleep.
*Ring ring.*
Huh? What's that? Oh, my phone.
'Hello?'
'Ibtissam? Why are you sleeping? Harry tweeted you back and you're sleeping?!'
'Rachel? Why are you joking? I was sleeping and you're joking?!'
'Hahaha, go look on twitter babe.'
'I'll. I call you back. Bye!'
'Bye!'
I looked on twitter. Oh no, he really tweeted me back. Oh no, am i alive? Yes i am. Omygod. This is so nice.
'@OhMyStylessss Can't wait for it babe! I'm dreaming about you, i love you :) xx'
Are you fuuuuucking kidding me? He's so adorble and so amazing and he's tweeting me like THAT?! Maybe he was drunk, yeah maybe, Ugh shut up Ibtissam. Look what he has tweeted you! Be happy! Oh, i've to call Rachel.
'RACHELLLL! YOU WAS RIGHT! YOU WAS SOOOO RIGHT!'
'He said he loves you! He's dreaming about you! Isn't that amazing?!'
'No it isn't! It's amazayn!'
'Can i go to your home?'
'Offcourse you can!'
'See you then!'
'Okay! Bye!'
I walked to my dad and mum their room.
'Muuuuuuuuuuum! Daaaaaaaaaaaaaad!'
'What? What's going on?!'
'Harry tweeted me! I'm soooo happy!'
'That's really great hun. Go back to sleep.'
'I can't. Rachel is comming.'
'Don't make noise sunshine.'
'Okay, sleepwell.'
I walked out of the room and waited for Rachel.
'Rachel!'
'Ibtissam!'
I hugged Rachel so hard that she screamed.
'Ssst! My parents are asleep.'
'Sorry. But Harry tweeted you back! Aaaah!'
'Don't screeaam! And I know, isn't it perfect!'
'Yeah! We've to go to the concert, pleaseee?'
'I don't think my mum and dad let me go.'
'Ask then?'
'O-okay.'
I walked back to the room.
'Mum? Dad?'
*Sigh* 'Yes sunshine.'
'One direction is comming here, to the Netherlands.'
'So?'
'Can i go to the concert please?'
'No you can't.'
'But mum, dad.'
At that moment, everything was black. My dad slapped me with his phone on my head. I had headache but i can't see or hear anything. Black.
