When did life become so damn complicated?

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The taxi drove me home, I paid the dude and walked inside the house. Standing right in front of the door was Dana, arms crossed angry looking. I sigh, "Dana whatever it is--" She throws her arms down, dramatically adding a foot stomp against the wooden floor. "I can't believe you get to be his girlfriend!" She stomps off to her room leaving me speechless with my mouth hung open. She heard?! "Dana...wait!"

I desperately run after my angered sister, dropping my red hand purse on the ground. I run up the stairs and slow down when I reach her door. I gently knock on it, "Dana? Open up. Please." I sigh when I receive no response. I was about to leave after trying again but then I heard the doors lock unlock. But the door didn't open, I turn the door knob and it opens, Dana is lying on her bed on her stomach, her hands on her cheeks, her elbows on the bed. I sigh and sit beside her.

"You do realize I hate the dude right?" I remind her. She nods, "and you do realize I'm doing this for you, right?" I remind her again, she hesitates then nods. "Why did you hesitate?" I ask, "'cause..." She gets up and sits crossed legged on the bed facing me. "You've never really seemed like you cared about me." She admits sheepishly, "Dana, I am here because of you. I could of left 2 years ago because I am eligible to do that but I couldn't leave you behind."

She seems surprised by my answer, "Dana, I love you. You're my sister for crying out loud. Yes you are extremely annoying--like seriously fucking annoying-- do you even have a limit?"

"Ann!" She scolds, I chuckle "sorry! But I still love you." I smile, "you've never said it before..." She says, "I have...just not when you're awake. I don't want you to think I'm going all soft." I joke partly, she smiles, "thanks,"

"Want me to spill the deets?" I ask and she grins widely, "I'll take that as a yes." She nods, "ok, so basically I'm getting paid 10K each month, I have to be Niall's girlfriend and even if I'm not right now I'm still getting paid as long as I work my way up and get him to fall for me." Her mouth drops, I laugh then continue, "I wish we could switch spots." I tell her. "Me too! Jesus." I laugh at her words, "does Niall know?" I shook my head, "but I can tell him if I want to, but I have to tell management first."

"Well are you?" She asks worriedly. I shook my head, "not yet." She raised her eyebrows, "Ann, you have to tell him, what if he ends up falling for you-- and obviously he will because this is like some cheesy fantasy romace novel, and he finds out it was all a lie he'll be crushed! And if you fall for him and don't tell him because you're worried he'll leave you  or he'll be hurt then you'll be crushed too!" I roll my eyes, "I will never like that boy."

"Have you stared into his eyes yet?" She asks and I playfully slap her shoulder, "Danny!" I scold her and she laughs, "and no, I haven't." I tell her. It's true I haven't, even when we met at Nando's, the sun was in my eyes. "Good, some advice; don't stare into his eyes." She warns me, I laugh but when I look at her face I stop. She's serious...

"Dana there are a lot of guys with blue eyes, it didn't drawn me to them. Even the hot ones." I admit, "what, do they have fevers or something? Hot is a tempature Anns, not a compliment." I roll my eyes, "well what do you want me to say?" I ask sarcastically. "Uh you can try adorable, cute, striking, dashing, handsome, good-looking, gorgeous, beautiful, hunky, attractive--"

"Alright...I get it." She laughs, "but anyways, Niall's eyes are different, his blue eyes are mesmerizing, more beautiful then tropical island water. Guys go gay for that kind of look." I raise my eyebrows instantly, "alrighty then."

"Ann, I'm serious!" She points her finger at me. "I know, I know, don't stare into his eyes." I huff. "I just can't believe you're going to be his girlfriend! It's so unfair."

"How do we know that? He might not fall for me and I thought you had a thing for Harry," I point out and chuckle, "I have a thing for all of them." I nod over and over again, "hey stop that! There are 14 year old pedos out there stalking them to get some mmhmm, be glad I'm not one!" I think I just puked. "Never ever never say that again. I think you just scarred me." She laughs, "mission completed."

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