All because of Instagram

Chapter 2

I wake up to the sound of my baby sister Charlotte crying at the top of her lungs. I know she's only 2 and a half, but her constant crying drives me literally insane! She wouldn't get away with it if she wasn't so cute...

"Shut up...." Moans my 14 year old sister Sam.

"Don't you dare say that to your sister, Sam!" my mom Karen scolds outside my bedroom door.

I have a big family, and this is normal.

Seconds later, my 2nd oldest sibling Andy barges into my room, scaring the crap out of me.

Andy is the most annoying out of all my siblings. She is annoying, misbehaving, and she gets away with everything. She's a total tomboy, she plays every sport, and guys love her... I don't get it. And she's only 12.

"Get out of my room Andy!!!!!" I yell at my sister.

"I just wanted to give you a present..." She replies with a convincing puppy dog face.

I raise my eyebrow in suspicion. "Fine. Give it to me and then leave."

She walks towards me in my bed, and within a second, takes out a can of silly string and sprays it all over my face, followed by me hurrying out of bed to chase after her.

After a long chase, I finally catch Andy and pin her down. I grab the silly string from her hand, and get revenge by spraying it all over her, despite her cries of protest.

"Noelle!!!! Get off of your sister this instant!" Screams my mother as she sees me on top of Andy.

I clamber off of my sister and run back up to my room to get my phone. I tiptoe back down the stairs, remembering that Charlotte is probably still sleeping, and then continue to walk normally as I get to the kitchen.

There, in the kitchen is all of my family.

There's my mom Karen, my dad Thomas, my 14 year old sister Sam, my 12 year old sister Andy, my 8 year old sister Kierra, my 5 year old brother Aiden, and my youngest 2 year old sister Charlotte. And of course there's me.. Noelle Mariee Evans, 19 years old.

We all sit down at our dining room table and eat eggs, bacon, and toast for breakfast. Our family rule is no technology at the table for lunch and dinner, but we're allowed at breakfast.

I take out my phone from my pyjama pocket, and check my twitter. I scroll through my home page, smiling at all my favourite youtubers' tweets. I laugh in my head as I read all the tweets from my hilarious friends.

I then check my Instagram. I scroll through the home page, getting more and more annoyed everytime I see a shoutout. Finally a real photo from my best friend Emily! She moved to England last year and I miss her soo much. I click on my personal feed page, and look at my list of new followers. These are all random people I don't know!

But wait...

What? I take a bite of scrambled eggs, and immediately regret doing so as I start to choke. Now I'm on the ground coughing like crazy, just as my Dad rushes over to my aid. He does the Heimlich on me, and a piece of egg comes flying out of my mouth, landing in my sister Andy's.

"EWWWWWW!!!!!!" Andy exclaims at the sight of my eaten food in her mouth.

She spits it out and gives me a sour glare.

I return a smirk.

"What was all that about?" Sam asks.

"Oh Sam you're never going to believe it!"

I tell her.

Sam is a SUPER big fan of One direction, and she will die when I tell her that Harry Styles from One Direction followed me on Instagram!!! There is no blank space on her walls because they are all plastered with 1D posters and fan art made by her. She has a crapload of their merchandise, and knows every lyric to every song, and everything about them! It's obsessive and creepy!! I'm not really interested in them, but I'm not a hater.

"I'm never going to believe what?! Sam impatiently questions me.

"HARRY STYLES FOLLOWED ME ON INSTAGRAM 40 MINUTES AGO!!!!!"

I rub into her face.

Her face instantly goes white before she replies, "ya right!!"

I get up from my chair, and walk over to Sam's. We usually get along, but when we get the chance to make fun of each other, we don't pass it. I hand her my phone and she taps on my personal feed page, scrolling down to find his name. Her eyes settle on his username before she clicks on it, checking to see if it's the real deal. It is. 7.6 million followers; it's got to be him.

"That's SO UNFAIR!!!!!! You don't even like them!!!!" Sam yelled, starting to tear up.

"Life's unfair!" I retort.

"Girls! Enough!" My mom interrupts.

Both of us quiet down and I head back to my seat, smirking the whole way. I sit down, and continue eating breakfast.

Harry styles followed me on Instagram! Wtf!! Maybe it was an accident...? No it couldn't be. But I'm not even a fan.. How would he even find me?? I have no idea, but I'm thinking I'll be brave later today, and I'll dm him on Instagram or Twitter. Yolo right?