I Ship Us

October 29th-30th

"I love you guys and see you next week!" I blew a kiss to the camera and shut it off. I was filming a cover for Rolling in the Deep by Adele and always at the end of a video I fan girl about One Direction with my subscribers. This episode I talked about Hendall, (cue the puking), like seriously I'm that type of fan. Over protective. I always tell my fans 'We haven't spoken one word to each other but we have 6 kids and I've named them all'.

I place the camera into it's box and fold up the stand, placing it with the camera.

I had just moved to London and since it was October I have to sign up for college classes the next school year. Yay!

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Just as I finish uploading my video I hear a loud crash from the kitchen. "Goddammit! MARCEL YOU DICK!" I scream. Yes, I named my kitten that, no I do not have any regrets. The grey kitten comes strolling, like the asshole he is, out of the kitchen. I mentally facepalm and get up to see the damage. The pots that hang over head have fallen that's about it.

"You know if you were human I would make you clean all this shit up." I turn to the trolling kitty. "But I still love you." I pick up the pans and throw them into the sink and continue on.

The video has already got 304 views in about 5 minutes. Good.

I shut the laptop off and bring it upstairs to my room. COVERED IN ONE DIRECTION!!! Just kidding, it just has their beautiful faces enlarged and on one wall. I toss the laptop onto the bed and walk to the bathroom. It was about 7:23 pm so it was showey time.

My iPod was already hooked up to the iHome, so I didn't have to touch it because..you know.... So lazy... But I took off all my clothes and brushed out my hair. Did I just brush my hair while naked? Yes I did.

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The water warmed up pretty quickly so my shower was a short one. You wish you were a white girl shaving and dancing to We Can't Stop in the shower and almost falling. Bam.

I wrap a towel around my body and one around my hair. I look in the mirror. My mascara is dripped and I looked like a fucked up unicorn. Yep that's about right.

I exit the bathroom leaving the iPod, because you know... So... Lazy. Harry would not approve of this. I walk back into the bathroom and show the iPod who the boss is! I grab it and exit the bathroom another time, tossing the iPod onto my bed. I pick out my pajamas and put them on. My phone is by my laptop.... And it's ringing... now, My hands are wet... Whatever! I grab the phone and answer the call.

"Silvers, Livie Silvers speaking." I say in a James Bond tone.

"LIVIEEEEEEEEE!!!!" My sister Katie squeals.

"Hi to you too. What's up?" I ask

"Liam, my BAE, may be single!"

"Ahhh... This had nothing to do with Harry."

"Yeah bu-"

"One does not simply call me and not talk about Harry."

"We'll I just needed to say that, so yeah... Byers." She hangs up.

Marcel walks in and looks at me like 'da faq just happened'. I pick up the small kitten and jump onto my bed. The bed isn't a big one but it's big enough for a 19 year old who has no sex life, if I did then... He's sleeping on the floor. But I think he would be creeped out about my wall...

The room is a little bigger than the picture and I have a shit ton of books in the bookshelves. Speaking of books, I pull the second book of the Divergent series from the bookshelf and lay it on my lap, opening to page 280.

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It was 11:37 by the time I finished the book, HUGE TWIST BY THE WAY. But, I already know what happens in the 3rd book because you know... PEOPLE ARE ASSHOLES! I'm still reading it though.

Marcel has ran off so, I was alone in my room... Home alone... Pfft of course I am I'm a Directioner.

I was starting to get tired so I place my phone, laptop, and book next to the bed, then pulling the covers over my body. I close my eyes and I can't go to sleep. I left the light on. I clap two times and the lights shut off in my room. Marcel comes in, sits himself at the foot of my bed, and we both fall asleep.

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"Here you go, Marcel." I places the young kitten's wet food in front of him. He looks at the food, then me, then back at the food and starts eating. I smile and walk into my living room. There is really nothing to watch on Mondays so I take out my Disney movies like Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella, ToyStory etc. and set them on the couch. My phone was going off like a bitch and I instantly knew that I was in a group message with Brianna and my sister Rebecca. Since I moved to England I haven't seen my two sisters or mother. My dad worked all the time so, you know. I pick up the Little Mermaid and place it into the dvd slot. The movie starts.

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I sit on the couch with Marcel on my lap and I'm crying till I had no tears. The movie Tangled had just ended and I was think of how I wouldn't have that relationship with FUCKING HARRY STYLES but you know. I mentally flip my hair. I had watched all my movies and it was 2:34 in the morning. Marcel was asleep on my legs which were covered in a beige fur blanket. It was probably around 9 or 10 o'clock in Los Vegas so I picked up my phone and pressed the home button. Dead. I totally forgot that I was in a group chat, great. Im still getting used to being alone in a house, it's dark, and I'm afraid of ghosts. Yep. I'm gonna die.

I sit up and look around, making sure the surroundings were clear. When I know they are I turn off the tv and race to my room and jump on the bed. I hear meowing and I know what I did. Dammit. "Marcel!!!" I yell. The meowing stops and I snuggle into my bed, the blue comforter wrapping around my body like a burrito. Mm burritos.

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Pajamas on the side