Love Life and Niall Horan

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I opened my eyes slowly, looking around the room with my eyes narrowed sleepily.

I saw Harry was the only one awake, doing something on his phone.

"Harry?"

His eyes widened whilst he looked around startled, "Oh, it's only you...."

I just grinned at him.

He grinned back toothily before looking back down at his phone.

"So... Watcha doing?"

"Twitter." He replied simply.

I laughed at his careless answer.

"Wha- Natalie! Don't be rude."

"I'm pretty sure you are all the time."

"That's me. You're 17."

"You're 17."

(A.N I wrote this back when he was 17- January sometime so please don't give me hate saying he's 18 blah blah. I know he's 18. I didn't want to change it:D)

"Still..." He grinned.

"What's Twitter anyhoo?"

He looked up at me, shocked, "So you mean to say, you don't have a Twitter account?"

"Nope." I replied easily.

"Right, I'm making you one."

He clicked log out and then onto create a new account.

"What do you want your name to be?" He said, looking at me with a toothy grin.

"Um, I have no idea."

"How about, MeAndHa-"

"Don't even finish that sentence." I cried, cutting him off.

"You're boring."

"I plan to be."

"Okay, how about, Biggest1Der."

"Fine, whatever you want."

He typed it in, grinning to himself.

He turned the camera around and took a picture of himself with a goofy grin and set it as his background.

He then went onto his own Twitter and tweeted:

'Hey every body! Go and follow Liam's cousin,@Biggest1Der :D She's cool! Xx'

I groaned, "I'm gonna have so much hate by Lunch."

"Technically it already is." Harry said, pointing to the time on his phone.

I looked over to see it was 13:54.

I gasped, "Why didn't you wake us?"

He just shrugged.

"I'm going to go and get changed."

He laughed at me, "You go do that."

I turned on my heel and walked up the stairs to my room.

I sighed before deciding to wear a white polo and some Chino's.

I went into my en-suite and brushed the large knots out of my hair before throwing it up into a pony tail and securing it with a bobble.

I didn't bother with make up and opened up my Mac and clicking onto Skype.

From all the commotion downstairs it sounded like all the boys were up.

I logged on and squealed excitedly when my best friends, Stacy and Eleanor were online. I started a joint video chat with them and smiled as they came onto the screen.