Chances (Niall Horan)

Chapter One: London

1. London

| Lucy | :

I'm going to London! This is my first trip and I'm spending it with my sister, Chloe. Chloe and and I have been saving up our own money for three years now to go on this trip; she's eighteen now and I'm seventeen. I can't wait for the sights, the shops, and just time by myself maybe.

"Lucy, your flight's about to call everyone up," my mom called. Her blue eyes were tired and her blonde hair was into a disheveled bun. My dad died last year from an overdose on drugs. I don't really want to talk about it. I'm worried about my mom being by herself. We've been having some troubles with the drug dealers my dad had associated with. It's also something I don't want to talk about.

I got up and both Chloe and I hugged our mother and said goodbye. She left while we sat back down to wait a few more minutes before we boarded.

I jumped in surprise when I heard screaming in the airport. I glanced behind me to see a bunch of screaming girls being moved away from the middle by big looking men in black. It reminded me of parting waves. Whoever was in the middle must be famous or something.

"I wonder who's there," Chloe spoke, looking in the same direction I was. I smiled curiously and nodded.

"Yeah, me too."

"Flight to London at 8:15 pm ready to board," a very peppy lady's voice rang over the intercom.

"Let's go," I breath. Chloe and I begin dragging our luggage up to the very pretty black haired woman at the front.

The screaming girls got closer and I looked back again; this time I saw who they were screaming about. It was One Direction.

Now, I know some girls would freak out and join the girls, but I'm a girl who doesn't want to make a fool out of myself in front of a celebrity. I mean, they're just normal people in the inside.

We got our seats in the plane; we were sitting next to each other, I was glad. It was a small plane so there were two seats next to each other.

I popped in my earphones and was instantly glad that I dressed comfortably. I wore a white tank top, trackies, and my hair was in a neat and messy kind of bun.

Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran came on and I relaxed instantly. I LOVED this song! This plane ride was going to blow by.

...

"Allyson. Allyson, wake up; we're here." I was woken up by Chloe nudging me. We were in London! Well actually a small town outside of London, but the drive would be short. I collected all my things and put them into my backpack. We were one of the ones that left first. After we got the luggage, Chloe, being the big sister she was, instructed me to stay where I was while she got the rental car.

"Oi! I'm sorry!" I was bumped from behind. I turned around and saw an extremely familiar face. He had blonde hair with brown underneath and a quiff hairstyle that showed both colors. He had the brightest and most familiar blue eyes. My face twisted in recognition.

"It's alright," I say. The boy was staring at me now and I felt a little uncomfortable so I began walking away to a gift shop. Why was he so familiar...oh! How can I be so stupid? That was Niall Horan...holy crap. If I go back there, he'd think I was some obsessed fan possibly. I didn't want to make that impression.

I looked at some of the London sweatshirts on the racks. They were plain white and had the word 'London' in red. I looked at the price-tag and gasped. $50.00?! No.

"Yeah, London sweatshirts are a little pricey," an Irish voice pointed out the obvious. I spun around again and there stood the one and only Niall Horan with his knee weakening smile. I pursed my lips and winced.