I'm No Different, Just Ordinary (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter Ten

Author's Note:/// I really missed writing Author's Notes. Well as i've told with my previous note, that i'm REALLY SORRY for not updating you guys with my story and that i was going to remove this crap as soon as i can. But i realized overnight that probably, some people 'liked' how i write and gives me the confidence to write more.

I would just like to give thanks to the people who followed me, and read my book. It really means a LOT! And for helping me reach up to 200+ reads as i've said yesterday.
Thank you so much and i've decided to update my story as soon as i've finished my SCRIPT.

yeah, i'm the writer for our class and i know you wouldn't care. HAHAHA.
i'm sounding a bit weird now and i think it's not really healthy.

Anyway, my last THANK YOU'S will go to you! WHOEVER you are, reading this chapter.

I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH!

And reading my books mean so much.

LOVELOTS. :*
officialbrielle

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Harry's POV: I find it funny when a person tells something idiotic to a stranger he OBVIOUSLY, barely knew from the start. It's completely WEIRD! Imagine, it's like forcing a chick to believe that it can fly up in the air but seriously no, they cannot. That's how creepy it sounds. But anyway, that's what happened to us - - kind of.

"ENGLAND?! ARE you SERIOUS?!" Mitchell gasped in pure horror that he almost dropped his gun but gladly collected himself. "That's what i thought. I know you'll react like that, well i'm not blaming you actually." Zayn replied with a sad look on his face.

"Well i'm sorry for bursting your bubble, little boy. But -" he cuts his own sentence by sighing heavily. "-i don't know how to explain this." he continued as he massaged his forehead; signifying he really is - confused. "Don't worry, we know. You're going to tell us that it's too far away and that you cannot bring us home the way we HOPED that you'll do. We know, we know. You don't need to tell us. We already know." I replied monotonously.

It's not that i was bored, either irritated. But i was totally tired; well jetlagged to be exact. I haven't rested yet because as soon as our private plane dropped us off at the airport, i 'volunteered' to drive us to where we're supposed to be right now. But unfortunately, we're not yet there.

And we'll never be there.

"Geez, sorry. I didn't mean to be rude or something." the man aplogized with not-so-sorry look on his face.

We just shrugged our shoulders.

After an awkward silence which seems like hours (but only minutes) someone broke the silence.

"BUT!" due to Mitchell's sudden outburst; we kind of jumped.

"But what?" Niall asked. "I'm getting a little hungry each time you guys keep on talking but i don't understand anything!" he patted his tummy like a little boy.

We giggled. "But seriously Mr. Gibson - -"

"not with the 'Mr. Gibson' my child; it feels like i'm super old. So quit calling me that Blondie." he interrupted Niall's sentence whilst he ruffled his hair in ruins, don't forget the chuckle.

"Not with the hair." Niall whispered.

Zayn and the rest of us silently laughed but received an evil glare from Niall. "Not even funny." He complained.

"Whatever with a capital W." Louis retorted; rolling his eyes.

"Ooooh, my sassy sister from Doncaster." Liam joked as he bumped his hip to Louis'.