"Brinkley." My mother whispers attempting to wake me up.
I hear her and slowly open my eyes.
"Momma it's Saturday." I state looking at her.
"I know hun but Louis is coming home today, we have to make the house look squeaky clean for him." My mother replies.
My mother and I have always had a very unique relationship, not like most 16 year olds have with their mothers. We do absolutely everything together, ever since Louis left. Before that it was always about Louis and I was the little sister in the corner reading or something.
I get up and pop my neck and back. Then I stand up and bright lights flash and I fall back down.
"I stood up to fast." I think to myself.
I get up and hop in the shower and let the hot steamy water run down my sore muscles. I get out and head to my room and put on my outfit I bought at the mall just for this day. I never wore it any other day. It was a green-blue crop top with ripped white shorts and my tie-dye vans I put in my Dream catcher belly button ring and did my make-up and fixed my hair.
"Brin!" I heard my best friend Bird call up the stairs.
"Come on up!" I yelled back down.
I heard Bird's heels clank up my wooden stairs.
"Hey." I said not looking up from my phone, I was in Twitter.
"Hey, so when is he getting here?" She asked really anxious, as she slipped off he heels.
"Umm I am not for sure." I said clicking the home button and tossing my phone across my bed.
"Don't you have his number or anything?" Bird asked, she had a major crush on Harry, a boy in my brothers band.
"No, I never got it, when he comes home, which is rare he doesn't ever pay attention to me." I say.
"Eleanor?" Bird asked. I nodded.
I hated Eleanor she always took attention from me and Louis, we used to be best friends, now he probably doesn't know I exsist. Good thing they broke up.
*ding*
Bird picked up my phone and looked at it and then flung it across my room hitting the wall and cracking.
"Thanks Bird how am I going to explain that?" I ask.
"That doesn't matter, look at the tweet Louis just tweeted!" She screamed.
I walked over and picked up my phone to look at it. The tweet read,
"I am on my way home with my lads to see my beautiful sister Brinkley! .X. @B_Tommo101"
"Oh.My.Goodness." I said.
"He never even talks to me!" I said.
