Be More Realistic

My Family

Fun Fact #2 : My backyard has a beach behind it.

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*In A Dream*

I am walking down the hallway in the building I live in. In front of the elevator is Liam and Harry arguing.

"If you don't stay away from Amanda I will have to kill you!" Liam shouts. I notice the gun that suddenly appears in his hair.

"I will never in a million years leave her alone. I love her, and you are her enemy, 'J'" Harry says harshly. He spits in his face and turns towards me. He looks confused then shocked, then happy. His mixed emotions confuse me too. Why are they fighting? They're best friends?

Liam speaks once again. "You leave me no choice, Styles."

I hear a bang.

*End of Nightmare*

I wake up, and look around at my surroundings. Okay, I'm in my room. It's cools, just a dream. That was one scary dream though. Liam murdered Harry, because of me. Holy flip, I just realized something... I am tearing apart One Direction aren't I? What's wrong with me? Why can't I just have a normal life, not some creepy stalker that is trying to get rid of me. Like why? What did I even do?

Yet again, I realize another thing. I developed mutual feelings for 2/5 of One Direction. Now they will literally fight over me until I choose. I actually created a rivalry between Liam and Harry. The sooner I figure this out, the better. The only problem is, I have a crush on both of them, and I'm not so sure if I'm even right. I could be wrong though.

This is so confusing.

My phone rings and interrupts my thinking. I look at the caller I.D. It's my dad. Haven't heard from him in a while.

You see, my parents are hardworking lawyers that rarely has time to fit me in their busy work schedule. In order to keep up with that schedule, they constantly are flying all over North America, since they are top-of-the-line. They cannot afford to bring me or my brother with them, so I waited in Canada until high school was over to get into my university. Even though they are the best laywers around, its very expensive to rent out hotels for more then two people every other night, and airplane fare is included in their benefits. Not including me of course. Once I did finish I moved to England to fulfill my degree.

My brother is a totally different story. He wanted to become a football (american football) player for some strange reason, and play in the NFL. I haven't spoken to himin a couple months, since he is currently training and searching for open spots and working his way up the scale.

Back to the call. I pick up and hear my dads voice. I've forgotten how much I have missed them.

"Hi sweetie,"

"Daddy!"

"How are you doing? Is Chad good?"

That's right, I haven't told them about Chad.

"Well, Dad, you see..."

"Did you break up?"

"Yeah. Sorry but he..."

"Cheated on you." His tone didn't sound surprised. He knew this was coming.

"How did you know?"

"I could tell he wasn't right for you, I just needed to prove it."

"That's what I've been saying for a year! Well to myself, I needed to prove it though. He helped me do that."

He laughs, and I smile to myself. I haven't heard him laugh for a while.

"So how are you and mom? Where are you guys right now?"

"We just finished our trial in Chicago, and tomorrow we are flying to Montreal."

"Sounds good."

"How are you?"

"Amazing! I just got a styling job working for One Direction!"

"Wow! Isn't One Dimension your favourite band?"

"Direction dad, One Direction."

"Oh right..."

I laugh. He always cheers me up.

"Listen Hun, I have to go. Take care of yourself. Hope you have a great time with your new job."

"Okay, bye dad. I love you."

"I love you too sweetie."

The line goes flat. I smile and hang up. That phone call made me forget about that nightmare and J. Crap, J. What am I going to do? How will I catch him or her? A plan starts forming in my devious mind, but I will need to somehow tell Harry in private, which means I need to do some explaining.