Change My Life (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 1: Home

Chapter 1: Home

I arrived home after a long day working at the retirement home. I really enjoyed taking care of the elderly. I don't know why, but the elderly are cute like a baby, maybe because they need help like babies do. They are nice, kind, and wise. It seemed that they always had incredible stories to tell, listening to their experiences had taught me a lot of lessons.

As I unlocked the door to my flat, my golden retriever puppy, Lady, greeted me with her adorable bark. I kneeled down to pet her tiny head while she continually licked my palm. Could she get any cuter?

I watched Lady climb onto her bed and fall asleep. I walked into the flat calling out my sisters' names " Celia! Erica!" I heard shuffling in the kitchen. I walked towards the noise, my sisters were talking to my best friend Sofi.

" Can you believe it? They are coming back!" Celia exclaimed excitedly.

"I know I can't wait!" Sofi replied while Erica squealed with excitement.

"Who's coming?" I asked. I couldn't help getting into the conversation. I was curious, what can I say?

"Oh only like the biggest boy band in the whole world! The five boys have the world turned upside down for them. One Direction of course, and they are coming back to the UK!!! I hope we get to see their last concert of their Take Me Home tour!" Sofi said dreamily, as she stared off into space when she said it.

I rolled my eyes and turned around to leave. I heard Celia and Erica go back to talking about One Direction. " OMG look at this sexy picture of them all shirtless!!! Ahhhhh!!! The feels!" I heard Erica say to Celia. Yep they were fangirling. It's official my sisters were crazy, better call the mental hospital.

I was already in the living room about to sit down on the big couch. " Well I have to go..." Sofi told my sisters and me in a cheerless voice. She came over to me after saying goodbye to my sisters and gave me one of her big hugs.

" I'll see you later Sofs." I smiled at her.

" Have a good day Yasmeen. See you tomorrow? Maybe we can go shopping at the mall or something?" I mod grinning at her. She walked past me as l followed her towards the door. She walked towards her car and waved goodbye. I waved back from the door and watched as her car drove down the street and around the corner.

I closed the door behind me and locked it. I walked down the hallway towards my room. I could still hear my sisters giggling and squealing about One Direction. I sigh. Ok. I don't hate One Direction. I secretly really love them. They were so... I don't know any words that I could use to describe how I felt about them. I just don't want to admit my feelings for them to my sisters or even Sofi, because then I will have to fangirl with them and it will make me feel awkward to act so immature. I rather do it by myself. I guess I'm more of a keep it to yourself kind of person.

I peered into my room. I was checking to see if everything was in order. The bed was perfectly made. The picture frames that hung on my violet walls were all straight. Everything seems to be ok.

Why was I doing this? Well my sisters like to be jokesters and mess around with my stuff to upset me. Celia being the youngest with 18,Erica being the oldest with 22, and me being in the middle with 19, they sure were childish. They loved playing jokes on me once in a while. It was not fair, and I always wonder why I wasn't the oldest.

I sigh as I made my way towards my dressing table. I looked in my dressing table's mirror to see my curly messy hair and my hazel eyes staring back at me. I smiled and saw my dimples at both sides of my smile. The light sprinkle of freckles on my nose moved as I wrinkled my nose. I grabbed the brush and started to brush through my tangles until it was smooth ( as smooth as curly hair could be).

I grabbed my towel, and my set of Hollister sweats and I went into my bathroom to take a shower.

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A/N Hey guys keep in mind that it's my first story. i hope you guys enjoy this fanfic. Comment, vote, follow. (i'll follow back). thanks