Lucy's POV
The next day...
The sunlight leashed through my windows---blinding me. I narrowed my aquamarine eyes, covering my face with my small fit hands. I checked the time. It reads 7:00 am
I washed my face with soap and brushed my teeth. I pull out a cream crop top and a light blue with black linings shorts. I tied the lace of my white converse and blow dry my brown locks.
"LUCY! BREAKFAST IS READY!" dad yelled from downstairs, i guess he's in the kitchen. I made my way downstairs, already sensing the sizzling sound of bacon---and it's seductive aroma.
"Good morning, dad!" I greeted the big framed mid-age guy. He greeted back and gave me a high five.
"So, did H called last night?" I asked.
"Yeah he did. He said he missed you a lot. Touring is taking it's toll on him that's why he's having a hard time calling us." He explained while preparing my breakfast.
"Oh, okay. It's been 5 months though. When will he come back?"
"I'm not sure, kid." He looked at me apologetic way, i shrugged it off. We made a few conversation about random stuffs.
I washed the dishes and go out go to the park. It was 2 blocks away from our flat, so I manage to walk since it's not that far.
I plugged my earphones and shuffled the songs on my ipod. It happened ro play, Girls by The 1975. I love boybands so much, though I barely listen to my brother and his band's songs.
I sat on a dark-brown bench where a couple is lipbanging like they've been separated in decades. Yuck. Don't get me wrong, I'm not being a bitter bitch, I just don't like it when people snogs in public, didn't they know that they're drawing attention.
"Disgusting," oops. What the hell, Lucy! Tell me I didn't speak my mind. Sherlock!
They both parted from each other's embrace, suddenly stopped their snogging session. They both looked at me--annoyed. Pretend you didn't say a thing! Or else that slutty looking girl might slap the hell out of you.
"If you can't bear seeing normal teens would do, then go away." She dissed, raising her lined eyebrow.
"Excuse me? What are you talking about?" I lied.
"Don't play stupid with me. I heard what you said."
"Okay?" I said more like asking, "I don't know what you're talking about. I think I should go...have a nice day!" I stood up, leaving them both. Phew! That was quite a scene.
Well, we have our own perspective anyway. I spotted a vacant swing set. "Rusty swing set," I mumble. I stayed there for a few minutes and took a nice selfie. I posted it on my instagram.
Lucy_is_a_pizza: Lonely like this swing set
After a couple seconds, I earned 5,000+ likes and couple of comments...perks of being Harry Styles' sister.
Speaking of the weirdo, I missed him so much. I wonder what he's up to today? I should ring him.
Dialling...
Annoying brother, Harry
He answered after a few rings, "Hey Lulu!"
"Hazza! I missed you! How are you doing?"
"Lu, can't talk right now. I'm sorry. I love you. Bye!"
He hung up, I was left lonely in a cold morning...sitting on a sad, rusty swing.
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I KNOW THIS IS SOOOO LAME AND BORING! I'M NOT REALLY GOOD AT THIS, SO GIVE ME A CHANCE. xxSam
