Another Day-Harry Styles & One Direction

Ch.1

*January, 2nd 2013..

My boot heels click loudly as I walk across the tile floor. Tomorrow I'm throwing a birthday party and I need supplies. Safa and Whalia (A/N: how ever the fuck you spell their names.. -.-) wanted to come help too. At first, I denied them, but then I gave in, knowing they'd let me go if it were them. You see, my sisters and I are real close.

"Ari?" Whalia asks out of nowhere.

"Whalia?" I mock.

"Have you talked to Zayn lately?"

I think for a minute and frown.

"Nope, not at all. Not since he left for New York." I shrug, faking like I don't care.

"Really? He called yesterday.." She looks up at me in shock.

I feel tiny bits of tears in my eyes as my heart slowly breaks. I frown as a lump grows in my throat.

"Whalia, your going to make her cry!" My 15 year old sister, Safa exclaims in anger. (A/N: don't know their age but I'm making it up. Whoo hoo for me if I'm right tho.)

"Oh my gosh, Ariel, I'm so-"

"No, No I'm fine. Lets just go get some snacks." I cut her off.

I walk past the girls into the food section of Walmart, frowning.

"What're we getting?" Safa asks.

I shrug and pick up a random bag of crisps. Looking down at the bag, I find Red Mill Cheese Puffs. Yum..

"Oh, can I get these?" Whalia shoves a big bag of Walkers in my face.

(A/N: All real chips in the UK ;D)

"Whatever." I shrug, pulling more crisps off the shelf, into the cart.

After 8 bags, I figure its enough Crisps.

"Sodas?" Whalia asks.

I nod and make my way to the soda isle.

"Safa, you get 3 boxes of Barr. Whalia, you get 4 boxes of Raw." I command.

They both simply nod and take off in different directions. I turn around and grab a few boxes of cokes. I put the boxes into the cart and wait for Safa and Whalia. A few seconds later, they're back with a stack of boxes.

"Hm.. Now, for the music." I hum.

Safa smiles as Whalia sighs.

"Come on, girls."

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"Mom, we're home." I call, dropping my keys on the kitchen counter.

"Safa and Whalia with you?" She asks from, where it sounds like, the living room.

"Yep."

I say as the come in with the last two bags. I thank them and give them 20 dollars each for helping me so much. As they smile down at their money, I walk off to my bedroom.

As I walk in, I look to my kitty-cat wall clock.

6:05PM

Seeing as tomorrow isn't a school day, I can stay up as late as I want.

I shrug to myself and pass by it, to my bed. I sit down to take off my boots and pull out my phone from my pocket. As I'm putting my phone down, it vibrates with a text.

'From: Clairé

Dude, did you hear the 1D tour got cancelled? :O :) ;D'

Of course, it's about them. It's a good thing she doesn't Zayn's my brother.

I simply text back a 'cool', ending the conversation.

I put my phone back on my bed and stand up to get my phone dock. I place the dock on the window seal and put my phone in it to charge it.

I turn to take a shower, but turn back to find I have a mention on twitter.

'@Zaynmalik1d: #HappyEarlyBirthday to my bestest friend and sister @AriMalik :D love ya sis. I'll see you soon ;) #HappyBirthdayAriel'

I click on to the message to retweet, favorite and reply to it.

'@AriMalik: thanks Zaynie-poo!!!Lovvve you too ;D @Zaynmalik1d'

I smile down at my tweet and turn off my phone. Lazily, I walk into the bathroom to take a shower and strip.

I can't wait till tomorrow!!