The Tweet

1

Julian's P.O.V

"I'M HOME MOTHERFUCKERS!" I yelled to my family while walking into my house, slamming the door behind me and throwing my bag on the dining room table and grabbing a jar of Nutella. I picked my bag back up and ran up the stairs and into my room.

I have a big desicion to make. Homework, or Twitter. Eh, I can do homework anytime. I know, I'm a procrastinator. I pulled out my MacBook and logged onto Twitter. Time to stalk Harry Styles.

As I scrolled through Twitter, I started watching concert gifs of Harry. Seriously, why? Like, why does he feel the need to skip around stage and kill half of the fandom? Like if he knows how I feel, why would he do that? Like he knows I just like pizza, so why does he do this? Who told him he could be this hot?

(A/N: I love chonchobar)

I never tweet him, seeing as he wouldn't see it. But I decided to tweet him this time, because I'm so annoyed.

@julianspencer: @harry_styles Who gave you the authority to be so cute and skip around on stage?

I smiled and went downstairs. My brother, Alec, was down there, along with my mom. My dad was probably either in the living room or at work.

"Dickwad, Womb giver," I nodded at them and headed over to the refrigerator. When I saw my pizza wasn't in there, I turned around, fuming.

"Who the fuck ate my pizza?!" I asked, turning to my cumsack of a brother with pizza in his mouth. MY PIZZA!

"I'll give you five seconds," I said to him. His eyes widened and he turned on his heel, getting ready to run. (AYYYYYYY PUNS) I tackled him to the ground and sat on his back taking my pizza out of his hands and eating it. All of this happened while my mother was laughing her ass off. Yeah, my moms pretty cool.

"Thanks for my pizza back, I shall be going back to my room," I said, farting on Alec's head, standing up, and walking away, still eating my pizza.

As I walked into my room, ready to get my homework out, I heard my computer ding. It was probably nothing, so I decided to just do my homework and check it later.

After about 20 minutes of doing homework, my phone had buzzed about 7,000,000 times. I looked at it and saw it was my best friend Lennon texting me.
(Texts)
Lennon: OMG OMG JULIAN HAVE YOU CHECKED TWITTER?!

Lennon: JULIAN ANSWER ME

Lennon: JULIAN SERIOUSLY CHECK TWITTER

Lennon: SERIOUSLY JULIAN

(Not texts)
Lennon, how do I put this, is boy crazy. She is literally crazy. Like, she obsesses over one direction more than I do. And that's saying something.
(Texts again)

Julian: No. I've been doing homework. Why?

Lennon: Of course you've been doing homework. Check your Twitter now!!

Julian: Give me like 10 minutes to finish Baxter's homework. He gave us like 2 problems that are really easy and will take me like 5 minutes each.

Lennon: HURRY!!

I quickly finished the two calculus problems. Yes, I'm in calculus. Don't judge the smartness. Thank god I'm a senior though.

I trudged over to my computer, opening it and logging onto Twitter like Lennon said to.

What I saw made my eyes pop out of their sockets. Not literally though.

@harry_styles: @julianspencer is there a problem love? I gave myself the authority to be cute.

Harry. Fucking. Styles. Saw. My. Tweet.
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MUSTACHES! AYYYYY PEEPS. WASSUP. YEAH IM MAKING ANOTHER STORY. THIS IS THE FIRST CHAPTER. So yeah. I hope you enjoy!!

- Xx A

P.S. IM PLL AF SRY NOT SRY!

P.P.S. Pick of Julian on the side.