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chapter 1 moving

There I was sitting on my throne my tiara sitting comfortably on my head,while Louis and Liam fanned me with big leaves like the Greek's had

I felt like fucking Zeus!

Niall was giving me a nice foot massage and Zayn was feeding me grapes.Ahh could life be any better 

Of course it could 

Just then my handsome,heavenly husband walked in also know as 

Harry Styles 

" hey beautiful " he said his voice husky and full of lust 

he leaned closer to me are lips were just about to touch.....

"WE ARE BEING ROBBED !!!!!!"

I shot up faster than lightning looking for some sort of defense .As my eyes looked around frantically for my baseball bat at the side of my bed they landed on my obnoxious brother standing before me smirking.

" Rise and shine your highness" he said

I froze suddenly worried did he know about my dream......wait how the hell could he know I forgot about  it and proceeded to throw a pillow at him for interrupting my kiss with my future husband the one and only Harry styles.

Don't get things confused i'm no directioner i know a couple of songs but that's about it but nobody can lie and say they're ugly cause lord knows they're not I guess that's the reason i like them because of there looks thank you Jesus 

My brothers hand snapped me out of my thoughts as he was frantically waving it in front of my face screaming 'earth to Tonney' I quickly snapped out of it and pounced on my brother causing him to fall on the floor of my bedroom I pinned him down and flicked him in his forehead. 

" Next time don't wake me up" I said smirking

With that I got off him and skipped downstairs happy with my work

Tonney:1 Brandon:0

" Morning mum,Morning dad " I say cheerfully 

My dad looked at me curiously " why so happy" 

"I just tackled Brandon" I say like I was talking about going out to buy milk

My Dad raised an eyebrow " Okay"

Before he could say anymore a stroppy Brandon walked into the kitchen pouting like a 5 year old 

" I take it your still mad " I say not being able to hold back a smirk

"Of course i'm mad you went all John cena on my ass" he said shooting me a death glare

"Language" Brandon" my mum scolded 

"Language my back foot" Brandon mumbled under his breath

"Come again" replied my mum with a challenging brow

"Nothing" he said grabbing a piece of toast and heading back up stairs 

" Nothing who " my mother shouted after him

" NOTHING MUM" he shouted back before we heard his door slam shut

"Well,someones grumpy" I said breaking the silence 

my parents rolled there eyes,while I grabbed a piece of toast and headed for the bathroom. After I finished I went back to my room and put my school uniform on doing my tie perfectly after all it was my last day at St Charles academy.for those of you confused I'll elaborate.My dad got a job offer in New York and at first he refused but after my mum begged and begged and begged he finally gave in and took the job.