Piece by Piece (Niall Horan, One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 4 - An Eventful Morning

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Chapter 4

Claire’s P.O.V.

I woke up in a strange room and a strange bed once again.  This time it was just a plain room, with white walls.  Nothing was in it except for a really big bed. Then I remembered that I was at Simon’s house in London.  I decided to leave the bedroom and try to go find Simon.  Oh wait I was supposed to call him Uncle Simon.

Once I left the bedroom, I found myself in a HUGE house.  It was nothing like the house that I had went to go get my stuff out of.   As soon as I got downstairs, I saw a gigantic TV at the other end of the house.  I decided to go over and check it out.  As I got closer, I saw that there were 5 boys along with Uncle Simon sitting in front of it, playing some sort of soccer game on the tv.  The boys looked about my age. I decided not to go over and see him,and try to quietly find the kitchen to get some food because I was STARVING.

After a lot of wandering around, I finally found the kitchen.  It was so big, and it looked super fancy.  I opened up the cupboard  and grabbed a bag potato chips . I sat down at the bar thingy and started eating.

“Hey can I have some of those?”  someone asked me with a cute irish accent. I turned around and saw one of the boys that was with Uncle Simon earlier, standing there.  It looked like he had a really bad sunburn. He had really dark makeup on and bright pink hair, and some “manly” unicorn temporary tattoos on his cheeks that had started to come off.

“Um Sure,” I said as I handed him the bag nervously.

“Hi I’m Niall Horan,” he said giving me a hug.  Well ok then I guess he was a hugger.  

“Hi Niall. I’m Claire,” I said as I was still awkwardly hugging him. I Although I had to admit, it was probably one of the best hugs I had had.  Finally he let go of me and stepped back.  I don’t know if he had realized what he looked like.

“Where are you from, in America?”

“O I’m from Wisconsin.”

“Thats cool. What are you doing here in London?”