worrying about your brother finding out//m.h

2% Waiting Sucks

Louis had been at his dads for 4 days, it was Friday night and I was home alone. Most of my 'friends' were out at a party or with their boyfriends/girlfriends. Not me.
What was I doing I hear you ask?
Reading fan-fiction. Yup, the crazy ways I spend my rebellious teenage years. Literally shipping Kellin Quinn and Vic Fuentes.

I had spoken to Louis earlier, he text me to let me know what was going on and how everybody was. I hadn't seen Louis brother Matty since we were about 5 years old. He went to live with his aunt to be closer to that side of the family when their mum got a job up north. I know Louis really misses him, even though he fails to admit it. Constantly.
Louis and Matty had gone bowling with their dad, Tim. No doubt that was so fun...

"Foods ready!" My mum called upstairs pulling me out of my thoughts. I got up from my bed and headed downstairs. My brother Ross had already ran down the stairs in front of me, it's like he never gets fed.
I took my seat, opposite my dad and next to Ross.
"So how's school been" my mum started the conversation.
"Not bad, football teams doing well" Ross said before taking a mouthful of food.
My mother nodded then looked at me.
"Boring. As per usual" I said with a slight smile.
"Is Louis still away?" Ross asked.
I nodded. "Yep. Another three days but I won't see him till the day after cause of how late he's getting back" he just nodded.
"Is Louis your boyfriend yet?" My dad said taking a sip of his drink.
I shook my head. "No dad, were just friends."
"That's what they all say" my mum said with a chuckle.

After dinner I headed upstairs to get ready for bed. I took a shower, longer than usual. I took the opportunity to try out some of the 'lush' products my mum had bought me earlier in the week. A shower gel, soap and a face mask. I washed my body and hair before coming out of the shower and putting my Slytherin pyjamas on. I rolled my hair up into a bun and applied the face mask, it was 8:30pm, I had a few hours to kill before I could go to sleep and wake up at a decent time tomorrow.

After half an hour of listening to music and painting my nails, I washed off he facemask and dried my tangled blonde hair. It had hit 9pm as I crawled into bed with my laptop and my close friend, Netflix.
I flicked through the menu trying to find something half decent to watch. I decided on 'bad education'.
I remember selecting a second episode after a while but have fallen asleep straight after that. My eye lids grew heavier and my breathing evened out until I was well and truly finally asleep.