I woke up in my queen size bed next to a still sleeping Kristy. I was still in shock that I actually met One Direction! I was now wide awake and thinking about the previous nights events. I got out of bed and showered then changed into denim cut-offs and a grey micky mouse mid-drift from H&M. I forced a brush through my surprisingly thick hair, trying and failing to get the tangles out. It never ceases to astonish me that I can brush my hair for an hour and once I've got half my head knot-free, by the time the other half is done the first half is all tangled again so I decided to pull it back in my usual ponytail. I applied a touch of makeup and walked across the hall and back into my room to find a still sleeping Kristy.

I have always been a morning person, while my younger brother Michael could sleep the day away, I am always up by 8 and ready to do something. I was bored out of my mind. I couldn't even watch TV because I was too distracted by last night. I decided to set up our camera in the spare room and started to film. I introduced myself, said a bit of my interests then dove right into explaining everything about my love for One Direction and my X Factor experience. I went into detail abouy everything, from the cute fat lady who gave us the tickets to meeting the boys and crying hysterically in the corner while they met everyone else. I had been filming for about 20 minutes when I turned off the camera and uploaded the footage onto my laptop.

I began my work of eiting and cutting and adding in a slight filter that I thought brought out the blue in my eyes and made them sparkle just a bit more than usual. Once I had finished, I grabbed a banana from the kitchen then started signing up to youtube. The thought of filming, let alone uploading a video like this to youtube, had never crossed my mind before but no one else in the house was up and I neededto talk to someone about my exiting night.

I cheked the time and it was already 10 o-clock. It was definitely time for me to wake up K. After finalising my account, I posted the video and slamed the lid of my crappy acer laptop. i jogged up the stairs and jumped ontop of Kristy who fell off the bed and screamed her lungs out, clearly scared shitless. I rolled around the bed in fits of laughter looking at her sitting on the floor with a dazed/shocked look clouding her features. She stood up and before I could stop her, she snatched up a pillow and whacked me in the face with it. This turned into a fully pledged fillow war which included mini forts made from sheets and desk chairs which lasted a couple of hours until Michael tried to join in and ended up collapsing my fort. 12 year old boys are SUCH pesks!

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It was 3:30pm and I had hardly thought about food all day! Kristy and I were about to head down to the kitchen when I heard my phone turn into a buzzing and singing mess of vibrations. I ran what felf like a marathon up the stairs and down the hall into my room, tearing it from the charger to find an unknownnumber calling. "Hello?" I panted through the line, worn out from the olympic track event called my stairs.
"Hello love, is this Karen?" asked a raspy british accent.
Harry?

Notes

Getting to the good part within the next 3 chapters!!!

Just wanna say HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIALL ! Our special snowflake is growing up :')

Sorry about the infrequency with posting, school has been a tad hectic latley! I will most likely post on Sunday :)

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