Flow (One Direction Fanfiction)

Flow: Chapter 2

I got 6 reads! Can you believe that! Omg! Freaking out. This is the next chapter, where there'll be One Direction. Yep! Yep! So I hope you like it. 

Snowflake. x 

Oh and how to pronounce 'Bellani Aleighna' is Bél-la-nee A-léy-na. 

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"Damn you, snow." 

 I sighed as I see a looooooooooooong traffic jam. It was never like this. The sound of the ticking clock annoyed me so much and made me panic as hell cause the flight is at 2pm and it's 1pm now. Then my phone rang, the name 'Hailey' appeared. As I click the green button, I hear nothing but sobs. 

 "H-h-h-hello?" A sore voice I can't recognize that is obviously not Hailey. 

 "Who's this?" I answered confusedly. 

 "Ma-r-r-rissa."

 "Marissa? Where's Hailey?!" I started to freak out. 

 "H-h-hospital. Hailey. Baby. Critical." 

 "WHAT?! WHO'S CRITICAL?!"

 "H-h-hai-hailey." 

 "I'm going to take a flight to London. Right now. Call you later I arrive. Text me the hospital address. Goodbye." I hang up. 

 I search through my contact looking for a name, Maddie, who is my aunty and has private jets, and she rent and sell too. My dad sure has a private jet but right now he is somewhere over the rainbow. Gotcha! I click on her name as it began to connect. 

 "Aunt Maddie?" 

 "Oh yes, sweetie. What can I help?"

 "I need your plane right now to London, if it is possible?"

 "Luckily I'm at the airport right now. But Bella, I've only got one jet left and it is currently book by One Direction. I think they'll let you. We will talk further about this later. See you soon honey." 

 In no time I am on the flight to London with…One Direction. Forgetting about my plan to Los Angeles and my dreams. Why would I think those things when my best friend is in a critical condition? Damn these boys, they're so loud and here I am sitting in silence and worried as hell about my best friend. Until a blonde boy come. Shit. I'm not good talking to stranger and in a condition like this, I would go mad anytime to anyone and throw this motherfucking sit to his face. 

 "Hellooo," The blonde one greeted happily.

 "Hey….um?" I stare into his eyes which is the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.

 "Niall. Niall James Horan." He smiled sheepishly. 

 "I'm.."

 He cut me off, "Wait, you're Bellani Eelena right?" His eyes got very wide which look…cute.

 "Yes but its actually Aleighna. How do you know my name?"

 "Seriously? You're the Bieber most known ex. And the most beautiful too." I love his adorable maybe irish accent….

 "I won't be his ex if that slut didn't do that."

 "That slut? Do you mind..?"

 "So yeah. I found him kissing the slut in the hotel lobby. "