"Good. Now sit."
Liam looked serious.
I sat down on the chair across from the couch. We were in the living room.
"I want to talk about Twitter."
My eyes bulged out of my head, "Are you serious! That's it? I thought it was like life or death."
I threw a pillow at him.
"Twitter is a serious topic." he said looking sincere.
"Fine," I rolled my eyes, "What about Twitter?"
"Do you have one." he asked awkwardly.
"No, I find Twitter stupid." I answered truthfully.
It was his turn to be surprised. "What!?" He looked at me like I was crazy. "That settles it, you are getting one."
"What if I don't want to?" I answered haughtily.
"Stop being so stubborn." Liam complained. He took my hands in his. "Trust me on this one."
Liam was very persuasive.
I threw my hands up in defeat. "Show me the computer."
Before I knew it, I had a twitter.
"Here, I'll show you how its done." said Liam.
"Yes master." I replied sarcastically.
@Real_Liam_Payne: Hanging out with my new best friend @TheRealBelly. God, she is annoying. Jk Jk :)
"Hey!" I whined, "I'm not annoying." I pouted and turned away from him.
@TheRealBelly: Hurtful! @Real_Liam_Payne.
Liam obviously read my tweet because I heard him snicker from behind me.
I refreshed my mentions to see if he replied to find that I had 1400 followers. 1500! 2000! Wow, directioners move fast.
@TheRealBelly: Wow, HELLO NEW FOLLOWERS!
Within the next five seconds, my tweet had 500 retweets. Jees!
I could get used to this.
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