•••••••••••••••Lily's POV•••••••••••••••
Woah! I cannot believe this! First I bump into THE NIALL FREAKIN' JAMES HORAN and now I get to see my uncle Paul?! I can't believe that he remembers me! Or that he's not mad at me for what my mum and dad did and said.
I step out of my thoughts and remember that Niall and Uncle Paul are still standing in front of me.
"Lilly? Is that really you?" My uncle asks me, excitement is heard clearly in his thick irish accent.
I nod and run over to him and hug him tightly.
"Erm... Not to be rude, but Paul we NEED to leave!" Niall says stepping in and pulling my uncle away.
I turn around to see hundreds of screaming girls. Uncle Paul takes everything from my cart and put it in his and zoomed off with it. Niall grabs my hand and starts running off in one direction, the same as my uncle. (see what i did there ;)) We run outside and into a black Range Rover. The blond boy hops in and sits in the back seat and tugs me in next to him. We sit in silence for a while until Uncle Paul gets back with a boat load of groceries.
"Sorry about that LilyCorn!" My uncle says to me.
LilyCorn was always my nickname because I loved unicorns.
"Its fine!" I laughed off.
-30 MINUTES LATER-
The drive was fun! Me and Niall played rock paper scissors and me and my uncle got to know each other now that I'm older.
A few more minutes passed until we arrived at a hotel. Uncle Paul parked his car in the back of the building and indicated where to go. We stepped into a huge beautiful hotel lobby with a few more screaming girls on the outside. We walked over towards the lift and Niall pushed floor button number 24. As I absolutely hate elevators, I braced myself and stayed calm. Well, I tried to anyways! It doesn't really help being claustraphobic.
When we got on the floor they were staying on, my uncle rushed to the door and opened it up. We were greeted by four other good-looking lads. Niall introduced me to each boy;
"The curly one with dimples is Harold." He said as he grimmaced. Harry begun to hollar at the poor irish lad as me and the boys, including my uncle Paul laughed.
Niall and Harry calmed down and Niall continued. As he put his arm around a another one of the guys, a taller than he was, with black hair combed up to a nicely coiffed quiff, he spoke: "This one, this is MY Zaynie-bear!". The lad who was apparently Zaynie... or whatever that persons name was, laughed and said: "Sorry Ni, but I've been cheating on you. I'm dating the blonde girl from Little Mix! PERRIE LOUISE EDWARDS!" Zayn shouted.
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THATS ALL IM UPLOADING TONIGHT! SORRY! I KNOW THIS IS QUITE BORING YYYYYAAAAAWWWWNNNN! BUT FOR PART 2 OF THIS, I WOULD LIKE 2 VOTES AND AT LEST 1 NICE COMMENT!
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Emma
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Your Name On My Wrist [book1]
Teen FictionI'm tired of it. I'm tired of it all! My name is Lily. I'm a 15 year old girl who lives in Doncaster England. Everyday is the same for me, just different consequences. I wake up in the morning, get ready and go down stairs into the tiny kitchen of...