Started At The Concert

Megan's POV

Today my brother and his band mates have a concert. It's the first one my mom is letting me go to. My brother is Harry Styles. We are both nineteen but he is a day older than me, he was born on February 1st I was born on February 2nd we were suppose to be twins but, I came out aliitle later. Since he had the concert tonight he said he wanted to go take a nap. So I decided to be the caring sister I am and help my brother look good. So I went to my bathroom and grabbed lipstick, nail polish, and blush. I ran back trying to hold back my laughter, but I accidentally laughed so my mom heard.

"Megan!" My mom called. I dropped everything by the door of Harry's room so my mom wouldn't see it.

"Yes." I said pecking my head into the kitchen to findy mom making tacos. Harry and I's favorite.

"What are you doing running to your brothers room." She asked.

"Umm you seen me?" I asked.

"Yes of course I did." She answered.

"But how?" I whined

"I've got eyes in the back of my head." she answered chuckling. "Now what are you going to do to your brother?"

"I'm going to help him get ready for the concert." I said choosing my words slowly and carefully.

"If you get him mad I'm not in any part of this." She said.

"Of course not. But hopefully by the time he gets up I'll be well hidden." I answered.

" Ok dear." She answered sighing.

With that I ran back to Harry's room and opened the door. If you knew Harry like I do you would know he is a very heavy sleepier. I finally got to work. By the time I was done he almost looked like a pretty princess. I got my stuff and ran out of his room to my hiding spot I always go when I know for certain he will be mad at me. About ten minutes I heard:

"Megan! Where are you!" The I heard running around he started walking slowly calling my name. I couldn't help it but I let out a laugh. Then everything went silent. Oh no.

"Got you." He said opening the closet. "What?" He said looking around the closet. I looked down at him to see his nails painted bright red, pink blush, and dark red lipstick. He looked so funny. Don not laugh Megan do not laugh.

"Haha." I started laughing really loud.

"I've got you now." Harry said getting me off the shelf in the closet. Then dropping me onto the floor.

"Ow Harry that hurt." I said. Then seeing his hands coming towards me very slowly.

"No Harry! No!" I screamed trying to crawl away quickly. But he just ignored me and started tickling me. After a few minutes we were both on my bedroom floor by the closet laughing our heads off.

"I hate you." I said playfully, while playfully punching Harry's shoulder.

"Aww I love you too, Megan." He said kissing me on the cheek with the lip stick then getting up walking out the room going to wash his face and take the nail polish off. At least I got a picture of him to show the lads.

Notes

Hope you guys like it. It's my first chapter in this story. :)
~Megan. :)