Chapter One

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I really hope this is gooooddddd ... haha xx

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'Is that you Leah?' I heard my aunt call once I had arrived back home from school, closing the door.

'Hmm - did I just hear something? Ah I don't think I did.' I answered sarcastically.

'You know,' she said entering the hallway mixing a bowl of what seemed to be cake mixture, 'you can't ignore me forever'

I walked straight past her and up the stair case into my bed room.

Basically, my auntie recently broke up with her husband and she is living with me and my mum. "But why aren't you speaking to her" I hear you ask? Well, my auntie is a chef, at the Liverpool Echo Arena. (The arena where all concerts are held and yadahyadah). Yeah so she is the head chef meaning that because she does all the work, she takes the food through to the acts and gets to meet them. She's had this job since I can remember and she has met so many unbelievable people. Nicki Minaj. Justin Bieber. Even Michael Jackson! She's literally met everyone.

Don't worry, I'm jealous too.

Everytime there is a big acts concert I always beg her to let me go, and she always says no - so I gave up after a while. In fact, since she moved in, two months ago, I haven't asked her ONCE!

BUT the other day caved in. About three months back there was a concert that I attended, it was the best band in the planet containing five of my future husbands. Yep one direction. It was packed and sold out, I went and watched with tickets that my mum got me for my birthday because as per usual, my auntie couldn't get me backstage.

OK here's the part you've been waiting for! Right, because it was so packed that night, One direction added another liverpool date only last week and its actually on saturday! (In three days)

I didn't manage to get any tickets (sob) because they where gone so fast, like it was unbelievable! And obviously I asked my aunt to take me, she said no. Therefore I am refusing to have any contact with her.

Sure, if it was anyone else then I wouldn't Mind, I'd move on. but this was THEM! I didn't even have tickets this time round so it was just the worst scenario EVER.

So yeah, I refuse to speak to her.

I logged on to twitter as soon as I got into my room and I typed in my fan account name.

I love this fandom. No lie. Honestly I am just such a hardcore directioner, I have all of them in cardboard cutouts and I have all the posters and CDs and pictures and *sigh*.

@_imaginharry_"Anything happen during le school ?" I typed in and tweeted.

Replies:

@niallsthecraicdaddyyyyyy: @_imaginharry_ not much doll - JUST THISSSS pic.twitter.com/SsjdunHgy

*topless Harry photo*

*insert heart melting here*

Ooft.

Damn he lookin' fineeeeee.

Ugh. I'm such a creep.

@niallsthecraicdaddyyyyyy - otherwise known as Jen, my best friend. She lives in California and we've never met face to face. We met over twitter, messaged a lot, now we FaceTime all of the time. She's really nice. But it's hard with time differences and stuff...

Yeah,I've never met my own best friend, i don't really have many friends at school, I mean I'm not a loner - I have people I talk to and people I sit by in class and lunch and no one is mean to be or anything. I just have no interest in anyone in all honestly. I don't really click with anyone but I do click with Jen so yeah...

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