1D love story, i don't think so

Chapter, one

They're coming to Australia. in two weeks. aw crap.

Now let me tell you my dilemma and you'll understand.

One direction. in Australia. I have a twelve year old sister.

And what does this equal?

1D+Australia tour+twelvie= no sleep, no silence, no friends over, and a hell lot of squealing.

Jessica hale, or styles as she perferes, is the most annoying and cute twelvie i know. she's a pain but u gotta love her.

She has everything 1D, the dolls, the albums, the bed sheets, the pillows, of course the life-sized cardboard cut-outs.

How did i find out one direction are here if i dont even like them slightly? jess heard on the radio, that there are twin tickets, with VIP, backstage passes, to meet the boys. And she's currently printing out, like, a hundred entry forms to try and win. what a great prize! Note my sarcasm.

Well anyway, let me tell you about myself. i like metal over pop. black over pink. kerang! Over girlfriend.asking Alexandra over justin bieber. and definitely andy biersack over harry styles.

I'm close to the top of the social ladder, and part of the 'in' crowd. i work at macca's as a cashier. i have my own apartment and fund myself, because when mum and dad divorced, i hated swapping places so much, especially if i left one thing at moms, and got sent to my room if i asked dad to go back to get it, i'm still in contact with them both but refuse to see them until they get over trying to win me over. not to long ago i took jess under my wing, because she was over it as much as i am. so this is where she is now. using up my printer ink.

"So Chinese or pizza?"

"Do you even need to ask?"

"Pizza it is, meat lovers?"

"Duh, now shut up i have a contest to win."

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Days passed where i would literally have to drag her from the desk and duck tape her mouth, especially when we ran out of all the ink colours, seriously? Who makes fushia entry forms!!?!

I think we made the postman cry when he saw how many letters we had, poor guy.

But before we knew it we, and by we i mean jess dragged me with her so she can clutch my arm in anticipation, were waiting for the result winners.

"Now for the fans out there, we have the winning results, get ready."

Just then the phone rang, i reached across the bench, when jess wouldn't let go.

"Uh, hello?"

"Why do you think you deserve the tickets?" the sound echoed in the radio, a second after the an on the phone spoke.

I saw jess' face pleading me, and i knew exactly what she wants,

"Because, i love one direction" i managed to croak, out.

"Congratulations, miss you've got the tickets."

The radio announcer hung up straight after.

Once realisation dawned on me, i figured out what this means.

"Fuck"