danisanerd here is your imagine. Plz enjoy :)

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"Alright Claire, back on the bus." Paul says. I take one more picture with a fan and hop on the tour bus. Honestly, I don't know why fans want pictures with me. I mean my brother, Louis, is the famous one. "Did you have fun today?" Zayn asks me as I sit on Lou's bed. "Yup. And guess what? I just found out that your fans started a fanpage about me on Facebook and I now have 500,000 followers on Twitter." I squeal. This is so much better than hate. Suddenly my brother Louis burst through the bathroom door yelling. "Claire I know you did something to my toothbrush." If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under. "So what if I did. What are you gonna do about it?" I quiz.

Next thing I know, Lou tackles me on the floor sitting on top of me. I hear the boys laughing as I struggle to get up. "Louis, get your fat ass off of me!" I yell. "No, you messed with my toothbrush and now this is revenge." He laughs. After about ten minutes of struggling, I finally managed to get up. I grabbed a large pillow and smacked Lou across the head with it. "Ow! what was that for?" I laugh. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe it had something to do with a extremely fat man who sat on a fragile growing girl." I reply. "He then grabs a pillow and hits me.

"This is sparta , Tomlinson." He shouts at me. "Ok, Louis. Just don't go crying to mommy when I kick your ass." I laugh and fist punch Harry and Niall. Liam was recording it and Zayn was laughing at everything that was going on. Louis hit me first then I hit him back twice as hard. I laugh as he falls on the floor. "Your good Claire, but I'm better." He does this weird evil laugh then hits me so hard that I  end up falling the floor and hitting my head. "Are you ok?" He always asks the most stupidest questions at the wrong time. "No, not really. My head really hurts." I whine in pain. "I'm really sorry, Claire. I'll go get ice." I nod slowly. "It'll be ok, Claire." Liam reassures me. I gave a small smile. Lou came back with a ice pack and I put it on my head. "Thanks." I say. "Look Claire, I'm really sorry. I thought I should get that off my chest." He says hugging me. "It's fine and since we are getting things off our chest, I think it's safe to say that I dipped your toothbrush in the toilet." I rushed the end part. "I knew it!" I laugh. "Oh, Louis. That was only the beginning of prank month. I 'll be waiting for my next pray over there if you need me." I say then got in my bed to sleep.