plans change, i love you (harry styles fan fic)

chapter 1: From Australia - London?!

And... Left arm, wave around leg up and down, robot right arm up down left right. And jump look down.

Everybody cheers as I say my thank you's rose's been thrown onto stage, screams getting louder and louder as I start bowing down, I caught a rose and smelt the beautiful scent of ....bacon?

"Hey!" a person from the crowd caught my eye.

"Wake up" he said as he winked at me.

What? Everyone started chanting wake up as more roses were thrown on the wooden stage.

***

As I open my eyes roaring screams turn into one single, sleepy voice.

"C'mon get up" he repeated.

I glanced over at the clock. 6:59 am

"My alarm goes off in 1 minuet, I'll get up then..."I said rolling over and grabbing the sheets to cover my face from the bright open windows.

Just then I heard a buzzing noise coming from the little radio on my dark oak wooden bed side table indicating my alarm has gone off.

I let out an annoyed moan and presses the off button on the silver machine.

I pulled the covers off my body to reveal a slight crisp in the air.

"C'mon get ready, it's your last day of school!"

"Zayn, I know, I go to that school." I sassed back in his direction.

"Get off my bed! And get up!" I yell as he flops on my just made bed.

He gets up and sticks his tongue out at me. I flip him off as I walk towards my closet to get my school uniform on, I grab my skirt, top and tie, my black shoes, navy socks and bike shorts.. Yep that's everything. I put on my uniform and take one last look in the mirror, 'this is the last time I'm ever going to wear this' I think to myself.

I head to the bathroom and do my usual makeup, I have very 'fair' skin so a light foundation, concealer to hide most of my freckles, fill in my eye brows because without it you can't see them, black eye liner and heavy mascara, tiny bit of blush and some pale pink lip gloss.

I put my shoes on and grab my jacket to go over my long sleeve white top. Grab my keys, phone and headphones and pop them in my pocket. I walk down the stairs to the kitchen to find my brother, Zayn, making breakfast.

"I'm not hungry, but thanks for offering" I lie.

I'm very hungry, have been for weeks now. I don't eat much because I'm not the skinniest person on the block, but I eat now and then to keep them from getting suspicious.

He looks at me concerned and shakes it off.

"Hey, em?"

"Yeah?" I ask wondering what he wants.

"I have a thing to ask you..."

"Yes?"

"Well you know how hard it is for me to come to Australia to see my baby sister every year. Right?"

Umm odd question.

"Yeahhh?"

"So I was thinking ... I have talked to mum about this and yes she is fine with it ..."

Oh my god just spit it out!!

"Maybe you could move to London with me?"

As soon as he said those words my heart stopped beating, everything around me froze.

"London? ... I have...... BEEN WAITING FOR THIS FOR EVER!!!!" I said jumping up and down, joy covering every part of my brain like a sickness.

"YES! YES!" I ran over to my brother with a smiling face as he laughed and cheered in glee with me.

"Okay, okay, calm down, there are some conditions." He said trying to hold back his smile.

Ugh rules. Ha-ha

"You know how I'm famous and all?"  

Loll. "Well... dah!" I said laughing with excitement.

"Would it be okay if we stayed with the band? Because my apartment might have been flooded and all the furniture might be ruined and I might be staying at harry and Louis's flat"

Umm I guess that won't be so bad, if it only temporarily.

"I'm happy if you're happy!" I agreed to the terms and headed off to school for this might be the best day of my life.