I woke to the sound of birds chirping. I checked the time on my phone and it was 6:30! I don't know why but whenever I have an exiting day ahead of me I wake up super early, without an alarm, and it pisses me off because then I'm tired for the rest of the day.

I groaned and walked across the hall to the bathroom, grabbing a towel on the way.
I let the water rain down on me and flow over the curves of my body, waking me up properly. I washed my hair even though I would be going to the salon to get it done before my date (sick of hairdressers judging me because of the condition of my hair!).

After washing the rest of my body I shut off the water and stepped out onto the cool tiles that made up the bathroom floor, squeezing what water I could out of my dripping hair.

I dried off and blow-dried my hair before wrapping my towel around me and running across the hall to put on my grey 'GEEK' crop top tee with some denim shorts, tying my blonde hair back into a messy pony and applying some basic makeup and my roll-on perfume (Our Moment of course!).

I jumped on my bad and grabbed my phone. Something I didn't notice when I checked the time this morning was that Harry was no longer my lock screen wallpaper... What the hell?! I entered my passcode and went into the photos app to make the picture I took with the boys last night my wall paper. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?! The photos aren't on here?!?! Then I realized. Micael. That little shit. I knew I should have changed the password to my phone after he found out! What a littl fucker.

I locked my phone and sat up, ready to storm into that child's room while he was sleepng and fuck up something of his when I noticed something off in my room. Something was different. What the fuck else would he have done? My walls seemed so much whiter than before........ THAT LITTLE SHIT TOOK MY POSTERS TOO?! Oooh he's gonna get it now!

"MICHAEL! GET THE FUCK IN HERE RIGHT NOW" I screamed, knowing he would wake up in his room next door.

"MICHAEL WAKE THE FUCK UP AND GET IN HERE"

A minute later he walked into my room, still half asleep and obviously angry that I woke him up at 7:30 on a Saturday morning.

"Aah what do you want with me now Satan?" He asked, trying to hide a smile from his last statement.

"Gee you're funny aren't you?" I sarcastically said. "Where the fuck are my posters and why were you fucking with my phone?!"

"I don't know what you're talking about" He said, in a strangely sincere voice.

"Don't fuck with me Mike I'm not in the mood and I don't have the time, today is a big day for me and I don't need you fucking it up like usual ok? Just tell me where my posters are and I won't hurt you" I snapped at him. Why are younger siblings so annoying?!

"Look Karen, I honestly don't have a clue what you're talking about, you haven't had any posters in your room since your obsession with the Jonas Brothers like 10 years ago and I never touched your stupid phone now can I please leave and go back to bed?!" He said sounding aggravated. What the fuck is up with this kid today?

"Look if you won't tell me where they are I'll find them myself, as I said, I don't have time for your bullshit today" He looked at me like he was trying to figure out if I was on drugs or something.

"Who are they of anyway?" He asked curiously. What the fuck child give me my posters already! I don't mind too much about the photos because I backed them up onto my laptop earlier but buying those stupid ass magazines just so you can get the posters is fucking expensive!

"One Direction you fuckhead, you know exactly who they are of! I was just pissed off now. He probably has a homosexual crush on them and stole them to complete a secret shrine he has been working on for them or something, what else would he want them for?

I stormed out of my room with a huff and walked into his room and started rummaging through his usual hiding places for my things when he takes them. He followed me in and kept on asking me stupid questions like "Who are One Direction?" and telling me he didn't know what I was talking about.

"What are you on? If there's any left, can I have some? He asked with a hopeful smirk.
"WHAT THE FUCK?! I'm not on drugs!! And even if I was you certainly wouldn't be getting any!" The nerve of this kid!

After putting up with his ridiculous questions for 15 minutes while I searched his room, I stormed down the hall to my fathers room and flung open the door. "Dad Mike was on my phone and stole my posters and now he wont give them back" I whined. As usual, Mike rushed in behind me and tried to defend himself.

"Well good morning to you too" My father said sleepily, sitting up in his bed. "Mike, what have you done now?" He asked my brother.

"Dad I honestly haven't done anything this time! I think she might be on drugs" He protested, whispering the last part.

"Hey you little shit I told you I wasn't on drugs" I said, whacking his arm. "Dad can you just make him give back my posters? I have a big day today and I don't need him stuffing it up"
"What's happening today?" My dad enquired in a parental tone.

"My date with Harry, I told you last night" I said getting even more annoyed. Sometimes I wish just one of them had a vagina.

"Oooohh who's Harry?" He asked in a mocking one.

"Dad I get enough bullshit from Mike every day, can you just make him give my posters back so I can get ready?" What is going on today?

"Karen I'm not joking, who is Harry?" He asked seriously.

"Harry Styles? Brown hair, green eyes? In One Direction?"

"What's One Direction?" He asked.

"Oh my god why are you both so difficult?!" I yelled. "Just give me my posters by the end of the day I don't have time for this."

Once back in my room I grabbed my laptop to put those photos back on my phone and check my youtube and tumblr.

WHAT THE FUCK?! NOT HERE TOO! The photos were gone off here too?! Now I'm just pissed. I decided to call Kristy to talk to her about it.

Notes

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