My life was easy; There was no abuse, no cutting, no depression. It was wake up, eat, tumblr, sleep and repeat. I'm surprised I'm not 300 pounds. Thats a fast metabolism for ya. My parents died when I was very young, so my Uncle Simon took me in. He works at Syco, for big names and bands. Sometimes, I get to meet them, but it dosent mean I want to. Most of them are stuck up their ass, too far up to come out. I try and stay out of my Uncles life, especially when he tries to make me meet One Direction, the people I hate the most, the most annoying part of that is, my Uncle knows I hate them. One of them, Louis, just ticks me right off. Every chance I get I try to get away. Nothing works. I couldnt help but let my temper get the best of me. He really is a royal pain in the ass.