Just a Runaway // Niall Horan // Book 1

Australia - Chapter 43

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heyy! I feel like this chapter is..idk a filler I guess. I'm not a hundred percent sure what is going to happen in the next few chapters :P soooo I need some suggestions or something! Otherwise, I've got to try and come up with something ahah :P

I already know that I'm going to make a sequel to this story, because I already know how I want to end this book, but I don't quite know what to do until then, because I feel like this book is too short to end.

I want to have at least 50 chapters before I end, and I kind of want to get up to at least 200 pages, so I know I've got awhile yet. It's just the stuff in between.

So PLEASE, if you have ANY suggestions, PLEASE tell me!! (: 

It's much appreciated!

The music is the song mentioned flying to Sydney from Hong Kong..

I tried to make this chapter a bit longer (: There's more detail and everything.

~Amowiaa

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* 2 Days Later * 

I woke up to the feeling of someone's hand on my shoulder, and the whispering of my name. I didn't even bother to open my eyes since I already knew who it was. I groaned, and rolled back over, trying to fall back asleep. 

"Colena Jade, you know we have to get going." 

I couldn't help but laugh as Niall tried to be all serious using my middle name.

"Well aren't you a fancy pants." I said, realizing that it didn't even make sense.

"That makes no sense."

"Maybe not to you." I pulled the covers back over my head, only for them to be pulled off my again.

"Niall!" I whined.

"Nope! Come on! Don't you want to go?" He asked, planting a kiss on my forehead. 

"Yes, but I didn't want to get up this early!"

"Too bad, suck it up. If you're not up in 5 minutes, I swear I'm not afraid to go get the firecrackers." 

And just like that it was like I was wide awake. Once Niall walked out of my room, I slowly rolled out of bed, landing with a thud. Of course, I was excited to go to Australia, but I wasn't expecting to leave this early in the morning. Hell, it wasn't even morning to me. It was almost 4 in the morning for crying out loud! Who in there right mind would get up this early? The sun's not even up yet!

I dragged myself into the bathroom, and stared at the reflection showing in the mirror. My beanie was turned completely around, my eyes had dark circles under them, and my lips were beyond chapped. I decided I should take a shower first before I start to work my magic on my face.

I turned the water on, and stripped, waiting for it to get warm. 

To be honest, it felt weird to take a shower without hair on my head. I was so used to taking my hands through my hair, getting out all the tangles, but now there was nothing there. 

I kinda wish that they didn't shave my head right away. I wish I could go back and tell them I didn't want it done. I would prefer for me to spend my last days with my hair, knowing that in a week or so it would be all gone. I would have treated so much better and I wouldn't stop touching it. But too late now. The past is in the past.