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I wondered what my dad was mad about now. I figured I would soon find out. Yup, I was right. He stormed into my room. "LILIAN GRACE! Do you think that you can go to LONDON on Christmas without talking this over with me?" he yelled. "Dad! What did you want me to do? The guy I'm in love with, his mom invited me! Mom said it was okay, and she's coming so it's not like I'm going by myself!' I said."There is no way in the world that you are 'in love' at the age of fourteen." I could tell that he was po'ed. I guess mom and I could've talked to him about this. Not a smart idea..
I started thinking, 'what if decides not to allow me to go?' I would be so upset. I decided that I would give dad a little time away from all this. Once he walked out of my room, he walked into his and slammed the door. I called for Candy. She came running towards the door. I attached the leash to her collar,put on my coat, gloves, and Uggs, and took her outside. We walked to the park down the street. The walk cleared my head a little. Maybe leaving my dad and brother on Christmas wasn't the best idea. But I can't turn Harry and Anne down. I know those plane tickets weren't cheap, but then again, it probably didn't affect them that much. 'Snap out of it.' I told myself. 'You are going to London for Christmas so you can spend it with your mom, best friend, boyfriend and many others that you loved.' Okay. Much better. I yanked on Candy's collar just a tad, (not enough to hurt her or anything) and we began walking back home.
I got inside and put the leash back where it belonged. I headed towards the kitchen to make a cup of hot coco. Max was sitting at the table, not doing anything. "Max? Why aren't you like, out doing something?" I asked him. "What, can a guy not sit at his kitchen table in peace?!" Something was up with both my dad and my brother. They are boys, so that 'monthly thing' doesn't affect them. I made my coco, and walked down the hallway into my room. I turned the TV on to search for any good movies. Well, none were on, so I picked up my One Direction Live Tour DVD, and started to fangirl. I'm just like any of the other Directioner's out there, but why did Harry fall in love with me? There isn't anything per say, special about me. I wasn't going to ever bring it up. Not anytime soon. I was happy with how things turned out. But like i have said before, I will not use Harry for fame, or popularity.
After the DVD was over, and I screamed my heart out, I took my cup to the sink, got my laundry from the dryer, and was once again, in my room. I folded my clothes, and put them away. When I got to the bottom of my laundry basket, I saw something there that wasn't supposed to be.
*Back up a bit*
I haven't been able to find my phone in a few days. I thought that maybe it was dead and that's why I couldn't hear it ringing. or maybe I had left it at Ally's house. But no. It was in the pocket of my sweatshirt. How I didn't remember to take it out was beyond me.
*Now back to where we were.*
My phone was in the bottom of my basket! Oh crap, oh crap. How was I stupid enough to forget about it?!?! I washed, WASHED my phone. It's never going to work again. How am I going to talk to people? I don't have enough money to buy a new shirt, none the less a new phone! My parents are gonn freak when they found out! I just got the iPhone 4S not even 5 months ago. We are leaving for the airport in the morning! This is bad.
Mom got home about thirty minutes after all that chaos. I have to tell her, I thought to myself. When Dad wasn't in the room, I sat her down and told her. "Mom, I accidentally ermm.. Washed my phone?" I said as my voice faded out waiting for the roof of the house to blow off. " Does it work?" she asked. "No.." I whispered. "Well then I guess it's a good thing I got insurance on your phone now isn't?" She laughed and got up to do the dishes.
Wait a minute? What just happened? She just shrugged off the fact that I washed my phone, and it doesn't work. She didn't care. I guess that's a good thing. I finished up my packing. I set out my comfy clothes for the plane ride. Then mom came in and said," Let's go get you a new phone." We drove out to Verizon and got me a new phone. The sucky thing was, I lost all my pictures, contacts, music and whatever else was on it. Luckily, I had Allison and Harry's number memorized. I texted them both and told them what happened. Ally of course was like flipping out over it. Harry was picking on me for it.
I hopped in the shower, then got ready for bed. Getting up at 3:45 in the morning was definatley not my thing.
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