Hi, I am Ella. I am an orphan, I have been in an orphanage for 12 years, seeing as I am 11 turning 12. Most people say I am well mannered and nice, but if you really know me, that isn't true. I am a mess, I cry myself to sleep every night, I have no...
I woke up to the light shining through my curtains. I hate mornings......... I climbed out of my bed and went into the bathroom, I took a quick shower and changed into Jeans, a sweater, and Converse.
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I ran out of my room and down the stairs to be greeted by Peter in his boxers, drinking from the milk carton."Woah Dude! Put some clothes on!" I shouted, making him turn around and look at me.
"Don't deny it, you love it." He smirked and continued drinking the milk.
"What are you even doing here? Aren't you suppose to be with Zayn?" I asked, taking the milk from his hand and drinking it.
"My dad doesn't think that I am responsible enough to stay home by myself so he dropped me off here." He said and smacked the milk out of my hand and spilled it in me.
"Dude!" I picked up the milk carton on the floor and dumped it in his head, messing up his hair. Peter screamed and tackled me to the floor, we wrestled eachother until Harry opened the front door and ruined it.
"What are you doing?" He asked, looking at us like we were freaks.
"Wrestling, what else would we be doing?" I asked, getting off of Peter and standing up so I was infront of Harry.
"Well it looked like you guys were having sex." He said, smirking and turning towards the stairs and screaming. "PETER AND ELLA ARE HAVING SEX!!!"
"Woah! Who's having sex?!" Louis asked, walking in the front door with Hayes following.
"Peter and Ella." Harry answered.
"What?!" Hayes yelled, his eyebrows knitted together and his breathing getting faster.
"Calm down, it's not like you care." Harry told him. Footsteps were crashing on the stairs at a rapid speed and Liam's voice filled the room.
"WHAT?!?! ELLA YOU BETTER HAVE NOT!!!" Liam came running downstairs into our view and right infront of me, his breathing very fast and voice full of anger.
"Really? You are going to believe them? You should know not to trust everything they say. Me and Later were just wrestling over his hair and milk." I told him, giving his shoulder a pay and walking upstairs.
"That better have been all you were doing!" He shouted from downstairs.
I laughed and went into my bedroom, stripping of my milk stained clothes and putting them into the hamper. I went into my bathroom and took a quick shower, dressing myself in some Black Adidas Joggers and a Black Adidas Logo T-Shirt.
I ran down the stairs and into the living room with Peter sitting on my couch in his milk drenched clothes watching spongebob. "Well this is normal." I mumbled and sat down next to him, Louis on the other side of me.
"It is, For Peter." Harry said from other side of Peter. I just ignored him and joined in on watching spongebob. We stayed in that position on the couch for the rest of the morning, Louis and Hayes joining us about half way through the 3rd episode.
