One Direction Fanfic

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Press Space Bar and then read the Fanfic below! Also It doesn't all fit into the instruction box so some of it will be in the notes and Credits. Chapter 1: "This will be a good opportunity for us to start over" your Aunt says whilst shoving the last suitcase into the Uber. You roll your eyes at her. "Yeah because that's definitely what I need right now". Normally she would have been upset by your sarcastic comment but you were going to be late for your flight so she let it slide. You and your Aunt were moving to the UK and, of course, you didn't want to go. She had only told you Tuesday that you were leaving. Your Aunt was a surgeon at the nearest hospital and often worked at night. Monday night her boss called and told her that she was being transferred to a new hospital that had just been built in Cheshire, England. She would get paid more there but the catch was that you had to move immediately. You tried to convince your Aunt to let you stay but it was no use. There wasn't much that you would miss here though. You can get bored of Washington State very quickly but there was one big reason why you wanted to stay. The truth was you have only ever lived in Washington and it scared you to know you were moving to another country. You didn't have the guts to tell your Aunt that though. You didn't want to admit you were scared. Being scared is a sign of weakness and if there was one thing you learned so far in high school was to never show weakness. The sound of a car horn pulled you out of your thoughts. You turned around to see the impatient Uber driver staring at you. You apologize and quickly climb into the car. *** You take a seat next to the Isle and put your purse under the seat ahead of you. You pull out your phone to check your messages before you take off. No new messages. You knew that no one would care that you were leaving. Even your 'best friend' didn't say goodbye. But then again, why would she? She was just like the rest of the kids at your high school. Mean, Selfish, and Fake. The Fake part especially. You decide to not think about that anymore and you turn on your airplane mode. Soon after that your plane takes off on the nearly 10 hour flight to England. Apparently sometime during the flight you fell asleep. You slowly regain your consciousness, rub your eyes, and then pull out your phone to check the time. 11:24. Dang. It's almost been 5 hours since takeoff. When looking up from your phone you notice a blonde headed boy staring at you. He looked about your age, 16, or maybe even older. "Can I help you?" You ask, politely. Your question seemed to snap him back into reality. "Sorry" the boy says. His accent is distinct and you can tell he isn't American. "I didn't mean to stare. It's just that you look so beautiful that I can't help it". You were shocked. This complete stranger just told you that you looked beautiful. You smiled even though you thought he was joking. There was a bit of an awkward silence and you felt like you needed to say something to fill it. You ended up saying the first thing that popped into your head. "You don't look too bad yourself" you say. You can't believe you just said that. Now he is going to think you're one of those weird flirtatious people. When you turn your attention back on the boy, much to your surprise, his face is slightly pink. You're not quite sure what to say next but you decide on introducing yourself. "I'm y/n". You stick out your hand for him to shake. "Nice to meet ya. I'm Niall'' he states, shaking your hand firmly. You slip your hand away from his grasp after a 15 second handshake. He must have realized it had been a bit too long because his cheeks started turning from slightly pink to strawberry red. You sit in silence for a while but in an effort to keep the conversation going he asks you where you're from and where you're going. "No way!" He almost yells after you finish. The people around looked displeased and started shushing him. He began speaking again a little quieter. "I actually live in Cheshire now. I moved there at the beginning of this year because my mom wanted to live farther away from my dad. I used to live in Ireland so I'm still in the UK". You tried to keep your mouth shut while he continued talking but you couldn't help asking him some questions. Keep Reading Down in the Notes and Credits box