Scared and Looking

“Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seatbelts, we are preparing to land”

I woke up and looked around in confusion, wondering where I was. Then it all hit me, I was going to live with my cousin, Liam, in London, and I was on the plane there. Then I remembered why, the thing I have been trying to forget for the last 2 months.

My mom died in a car accident...It's been very hard; me and my mom were super close. Usually if something like this happens to a kid, they go live with their dad, right? Well not me. I don't even know who the man is. He got my mom pregnant when they were 16, he found out and he hightailed it out of there. He was never in my life. I remember when I was young I asked where he was and she told me that he was where he belonged. Up until last year I never knew what she meant but I found out he was in jail for drugs and not paying child support of the countless other kids he had.

Since she was pregnant in high school, she dropped out when I came and worked as much as she could to support me. Her parents disowned her and kicked her out, but my mom’s older sister but 6 years, Aunt Karen and Uncle Geoff let us come live with them and their three kids. My oldest cousin was Ruth who was eight years older than me, and there is Nicola who is five years older than me and last but not least, my cousin Liam who is 2 months older than me. Not only is he my cousin, he is also my best friend. We were always in the same class and he would always help with my work, I kind of struggled in school. We both got bullied so we just kept to ourselves. Eventually he got the courage to follow the dream, me and him shared. To become a singer, I was a lot more shy then he was so I didn’t do it, he tried to talk me into trying out with him, but now that I didn’t, I’m definitely glad I didn’t I would of ruined what is now known as, One Direction.

I love the boys, well the ones that I have met; I know them all but one, the blonde Irish one. They told me his name is Niall.  When I met the other ones he was gone back with his family because he had a family emergency, I think his grandma was sick. Out of all the boys, I’m closest with Zayn. We just connect really well and I just know I can trust him with everything and anything, not to mention he is so hot.

Today, I arrive in London, oh dear god. My stomach is flipping and I’m not ready for this, I don’t know why. This is so not like me. I fastened my seatbelt like instructed. I felt the rumble and bounce of the plane land.

“Please wait to be dismissed from your seats.”

I sat there until they told me I was able to get off the plane, once they gave me the go ahead, I put my ear buds in and turned on my favorite song at the moment, King for a Day, by Pierce the Veil on my Iphone 4S. I know, sounds odd. But I’m not as girly as people think I am.

I grabbed my laptop bag and my over-sized studded purse and walked off the plane, once I got down to the luggage area I grabbed my two bags and walked over to where I was to wait for either Zayn or Liam to come get me.

20 minutes later, I felt a firm hand on my shoulder. I jumped and turned to see who it was. Zayn. Thank God it wasn’t some weirdo creep that wanted to rape me or something.

“Hey babe, you ready to go?” he asked in his thick accent. Oh how I love that accent.

“Yeah, I’ve been ready.” I smiled, and grabbed my purse and laptop bag while he grabbed my luggage.

“Dang, I think we need to take you shopping, you have like hardly any clothes” he smirked.

“I know. I have been in the dying need for a shopping spree.” I laughed.

We put my stuff in the trunk and got in his car. We made small talk all the way there, laughing, joking and picking on each other, the usual Zayn and Sam way of chatting. Once we got to the house the boys lived in I grabbed my purse and bag and helped Zayn with my luggage, we walked up the little pathway and up the steps onto the semi large porch and opened the door to the house.

I walked in and instantly I smelled pizza, I looked around and the house was a complete and utter mess. Welp I know what I’ll be doing for the next week while the boys are at the studio.

“We’re here” Zayn yelled into the silent house

“OMG OMG OMG, SHE’S HERE!!!” I heard an all too familiar accent yell, which I’m pretty sure it belonged to Louis. I heard a bunch of thuds and clashes. Next thing I knew I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head and everything went black.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Cliff hanger in the first chapter, well not really, I’m sure you can guess what happens, I’ll try to have update soon. I hope you guys like it. :) love you all <3 xoxxx