The Higgins Daughter

Right, so first off I'm Laura:) this is my first fic that I've published and I absolutely love reading them! If you want an extra reader on yours just comment and ask. Lollipop, Sooooooo, here goes;

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Hi, I'm Zoey Jade Higgins. You recognise my surname? Yeah, I'm Paul's daughter, yes as in Paul - One Directions tour manager and security. My mum is fed up of me creating trouble everywhere I go, her "only solution is to send me to live with my dad." I'm seventeen years old and my birthday is on January second. I have brown eyes and blonde hair - naturally brown though. I'm about 5'6 and I'm passing through the rebellious stage of my teenage yours.

I had a baby sister called Ciara but she passed away when she was four -five years ago. She had Leukaemia. She was the most beautiful person to grace the planet and she dealt with the illness so well especially considering her age. She was four years old for fucks sake. I would give anything for her to be back here now.

I also have a little brother Leon, or as I refer to him - Satan. He has just turned three and I swear he may just be the world's most annoying toddler. He has the same dad as Ciara did - Seth. Mum met him when I was about seven and I hated him then just as much as I do now. He's horrible, when Ciara was ill I put on a front and tolerated him but I truthfully despise him and however how much I am dreading the move to dad's I will be glad to see the back of him.

So a few days ago me and my mum had a really big fight and she's shipping my off to London to live with my dad - Paul Higgins or most people know him as One Directions body guard and tour manager.

-Flashback-

"I told you to be in at ten, not half past twelve Zoey, I'm not going to put up with this for much longer." Mum threatens once again.

"So, how many more times can I come in late before you kick me out again then? How much longer are you gonna put up with me? I'm just a burden on your perfect family, just the mistake that happened because you couldn't be asked to wear contraception." I reply, my tone thick with attitude.

"You wanna watch what you're saying Zoey, you don't know what will happen." She says through gritted teeth.

"What you gonna do? Hit me? Come at me, do it." I say swinging my hip out to the side and crossing my arms. I can see she's very wound up right now and something tells me she's gonna snap. Her hand suddenly collides with my cheek. I grab her wrist and twist her arm quickly and harshly take her out with my leg until she is laying on the floor. She pulls me down and rolls over so she's sitting on me and starts punching me in the face while I'm scratching her face. Seth - her boyfriend walks in and has to do a double take. Once the shock has kicked in her runs over and pulls mum off of me and sends me to be since it is almost one in the morning.

-Flashback Over-

"Right, so I'm putting her on the 11:40 flight to London from Dublin so she should land at around one in the afternoon." I hear mum say down the phone to dad. I can't make out what he is saying back. "Thanks for taking her, I don't know when we'll want to see each other again, not any time soon." I walk back up the stairs to pack the rest of my things.

I throw the last of my band tees into the sky blue suitcase and zip it all up and lug it down the stairs. In total I have five suitcases and a smaller carry-on case. As I get to the bottom of the stairs my taxi pulls up and beeps the horn. Seth comes out of the living room and into the hallway to carry my cases out and into the boot of the taxi. Mum comes out carrying Leon on her hip.

"I'll see you later Zoey." Mum says to me looking unsure on whether to give me a hug or to let me go so I make the decision and just walk out of the door.

"Where to miss?" The cab driver asks me.

"Dublin airport please." I reply before getting my headphones out of bag and letting the graceful voice of Mr. Sheeran flow through my ears. I only live, well lived, about half an hour away from the airport so I get here in no time. I look at my phone to see the time before I lock it and it is 10:45. The cab driver helps me with my suitcases and puts them on a trolley for me and I pay him the fare. After I check all of my bags in I go straight to Starbucks to get a chocolate frapuccino. I begin to look around the shops and I spot Superdry so I head in there and I see a purple vintage tomboy tank top and a pink bandeau and they are gorgeous! I find my size and move on to the Jean department. I pick up a regular skinny light wash me and and go to pay.

I hear the announcement that my flight will be boarding so I make my way to the gate. I board fairly quickly as there isn't many people flying to London today.

---------JUST OVER AN HOUR LATER ---------

I climb down the stairs of the plane and go through security before collecting all of my bags. I grab a trolley and try to pull all of the suitcases off of the luggage belt. Now bearing in mind that these suitcases are from 15-20kg per bag and a average built, 5'6 girl trying to hail each bag onto a trolley, you c an probably tell that it isn't going well. Luckily a well built 6'2 man offers to help me.

"Excuse me, would you like some help with your bags?" He asks and I can instantly tell he's a Geordie! (From Newcastle)

"Thank the Lord, yes please! Mine are the sky blue and deep purple ones, two of each left." I smile. The man hooks up the two blue one showing his muscle off in his vest top. "Thanks." I say as he grabs the purple ones and puts them onto the top of the trolley. I stand behind the trolley and begin to push but it is quite difficult!

"Let me, please." He says. "I'm Scott." I'm sure that I recognise him from somewhere.

I extend my hand. "Zoey. Thankyou for this, I would have probably broke something trying to push this through the airport!" I laugh. "Can I take your bag since you're doing his?"

"Nee bothers babe, it's good." He smiles with his accent shining through. "So where you heading?"

"Dunno really, mums shipped me off to my dad's place for good.cause "I'm just too much"" I say putting speech marks around it. "A dad which I haven't seen since properly since I was about eight. What about you?"

"Oh, Oh well I hope it all works out. I'm just coming back from visiting my friends down in Dublin. On my way back home ."

"To Newcastle?" I ask.

"Nah, I moved to London. I've still got the accent haven't I." He smiles and I nod. We walk through to where the arrivals lounge.

"Well this is me." I say nodding over to the direction of my dad trying to keep three of the boy band under control.

"Are.they your brothers?" Scott asks.

"Nope, my dad's into security and he's managing a boy band at the moment." I say and Scott pushes the trolley over to my dad and stops.

"Well nice to meet you, maybe see you again some time while you're in London." Scott says pushing something into my pocket as I hug him

"See you later Scott." I say turning back to my dad and the three lads. "Soooooo, how's it going dad." I say awkwardly.

"Nice.to see you Zo'" Dad says pulling me into a hug that I wasn't expecting. "This is Niall, Zayn and Louis." Dad introduces and I wave and they smile back. "Come on, let's get you home." He says taking my trolley.