Loves A Crazy Thing!

I woke up to the sun beams shining through my cream colored curtains directly into my blurry, tired eyes that weren't even half open yet. I was hearing the bird’s cheerful tunes travelling through my top bedroom window and bouncing of my bedroom walls. The sweet smell of flowers wafted to my nostrils as I sucked in the fresh salty summer air. I loved my room, the smell of my duvet covers that smelt like the perfume that I normally wear or the familiar site of my McFLY posters hanging on the end of my wall closets to my door leading to the noise that was coming from downstairs, the sun rising onto my bed every morning as it warmed the covers that were tucked so tight around me. I soon wiggled around as it began to get hotter in my room, the smell of mum cooking breakfast for me and my two brothers… she must have red my mind, I was starving. But my mind soon drifted to another place. Manchester. I haven’t thought about Manchester in a couple of days. How busy it was in the day times, the rubbish lying around like no one gave a shit that they were walking in their own mess, the black and white birds that would sit by you while you’re eating waiting for you to drop at least one crumb of food that they could swipe. Yuck!

I hadn't gone on my laptop since I've been home, scared to read what was on twitter or if my mentions involved five gorgeous boys that made One Direction. Jeez, I couldn't even bring myself to say it. I opened my purple cased beauty and pressed the tiny power button. It took a while to load up and sign in and in them short minutes I could feel the amount of butterflies that had just hatch get bigger and bigger at the pit of my endless stomach. I decided that I would check Facebook first to see if Danni was online, no such luck. The endless notifications for game requests and people tagging me in photos that I weren't even in, wtf? I had a couple of pointless messages from random bitches that I didn't normal speak to and who were normally with their boyfriends that hung the trousers half way down there backside or having a quick fag behind the sports hall. Classy huh? I wondered why they had messaged me. The endless questions that were going around in my mind made me think that maybe something wasn't right. Unless… twitter.

I clicked for another tab and waited for it to load as I could feel more butterflies hatching and testing out their flight skills going round and round in circles. I typed in twitter in the search bar and my twitter automatically came up, noticing that I had a few more followers then when I last checked. I went to look who was following me and too naturally follow them back but when I realized that my latest follows went by the names of;

@NiallOffical
@Harry_Styles
@Louis_Tomlinson
@zaynmalik
@Real_Liam_Payne

I was a bit shocked to say the least, beginning to sit up in my bed with my arm resting on my sweetly scented pillow. Why did they follow me and how did they even know my twitter name? Some many questions and no answers. It was frustrating to say the least. I had met Harry, Niall and Zayn once but its not like I told them my twitter name, told him to follow me or even contact me again? I thought he got the message of us never being able to be friend. I looked on their own personal twitter pages and there lasted updated tweets were;

@Real_Liam_Payne: “Great day with my girl, amazing shows at Manchester”

@zaynmalik: “Thanks to everyone who came to the shows in Manchester, best shows yet! Xx”

@Louis_Tomlinson: “Good morning everyone!xx”

@NiallOffical: “Eventful time in Manchester, still amazing show though! Thanks guys x”

And finally Harry’s which game as a bit of a surprise…

@Harry_Styles: “Strange time in Manchester eh!;) Meet and greets start tonight.. excited! Xx”

All these tweets were tweeted in the last couple of days, so was he still thinking about it? Was he thinking about me? Was this a sign? I didn't know why I was questioning myself because of course I couldn't give myself the answers I so badly wanted. I saw that the One Direction fans started trending #1DmanchesterWhatHappened? As I started to giggle to myself knowing exactly what had happened, a girl got herself into trouble and needed help.. awks!:3

I heard footsteps coming towards my door, I leaped out of bed and almost broke my laptop screen rushing towards the brown stained door that was blocking me from the person the other side, “hang on” I shouted trying to hold the door and make myself presentable at the same time. Three knocks were planted on my door, “hang on” I shouted again however noticing my voice getting stronger as I grew impatient. I finally looked average and opened the door to prove that I was in the middle of doing something, their stood in front of me a little cutie that goes by the name of Mason, my brother. He told me mum was getting angry and I was in big trouble. He walked away after pulling a smile that made me worry about what I had done… wait why was I in trouble?

I tried to pull my skinny jeans up as fast as skinny jeans would let you, pulling an American vest top out of my top drawers to cover my bear chest. Realizing that it was colder than I thought out of my bed grabbing a hoodie from the hook behind my door and slowing walking down the shaky, wooden stairs as I made my way to the kitchen where Mason told me to come. Walking past the hallway mirror and checking myself out as I walked past towards the kitchen. I walked through the UN level door frame and stood in the kitchen where no one was waiting to shout at me. “hello?” I called out but no one answered, I called out again but no one was answering me as I got fed up and decided to head back upstairs to make sure my laptop wasn't broken when I leaped out of bed earlier throwing it to the wall. I turned on my heels to be met with a familiar face that I hadn't seen since Manchester…. “Danni? What are you doing here?” I asked as the girl in front turned her half smile into a full on grin like she was here for an important reason. “Well” she began to say “I have a surprise for you, I found out yesterday that I have won two VIP tickets for a concert in London including, front row seats, ‘Meet and Greet’ with the band and backstage passes and we get to watch/hear them sound check as well” She let out a little scream and she became over excited and her breathing becoming shallow. “Who” I asked with a confused look on my face I’m sure, “One Direction” she screamed and then decided to wrap her strong, tanned arms around me pulling me close as she bounced around, I let out a noise that wasn’t familiar to me and started to panic. “When?” I asked like I was really excited, she stopped screaming and turned towards me “well we have to catch the train in an hour, so tonight I guess!” she started to scream again, me on the other hand was hatching butterflies.

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