Flash [Niall Horan + One Direction]

prologue

My name is Astrid Horn, but I go by the name Asta. I am 18 years old and most people describe me as a wild child. I grew with a mom and dad who were never home and to make up for it they bought me a lot of fancy things. You see they run their own company where they decorate the insides of cruise liners. When I was younger they sent me to stay with my aunt Helene Hørlyck when they went on business trips. Helene was great but she also had a busy life and in between the busy lives of my family they seemed to forget about me, just a tiny bit, and that’s mostly the reason people call me a wild child. I did what I wanted to do and that wasn’t necessarily the right things.

I drank alcohol, stayed out all night, had sex, annoyed the neighbour’s cat, stole their post, skipped school and got arrested by the police.

I have been lied to, cheated on, blamed, shamed, used, abused, screamed at and spat on and people still don’t understand why I turned out the way I did.

Passion, power, sex, betrayal, and seduction – it’s all words I use to describe my life, but one word will probably describe me and it is pink – I love the colour pink. To me pink is cute, sexy, beautiful, annoying, calm and untamed. Those words are all words that describe me. I know I am pretty, I know I am annoying at times; I know I can be sexy and I definitely know that I am untamed. Cute and calm are just things that I hope I am too.

I'm a real wild one. And I like a wild fun. In a world gone crazy. Everything seems hazy. I'm a wild one. Ooh yeah I'm a wild one.

I answered my phone as it was blaring out Real Wild Child by Iggy Pop.

“Hey mom,” I said when I answered.

“Hey love, have you packed your bags?” My mom said. There were a lot of noise in the background. She was probably busy. Her and my dad were on a six weeks business trip. They always travelled a lot because a part of their company was based in Miami, America.

“Yea, I have. I managed to put everything into three suit cases,” I said a bit proud of myself.

“That’s good, but maybe you should try and fit it into two. I don’t really know how much space there’ll be on the buss,” She told me.

“I’ve tried and I can’t,”

“Alright sweetie. I’m really busy right now but I just needed to see if you were ready. Lars will pick you up in a bit and he’ll drive you to Herning and when you get there you just have to call aunt Helene, alright love?” She said. My mother always spoke to me in a loving way. She always called me sweetie, honey or love. Sometimes I wondered why because I’d never really been any of these words. I just figured it had to be because she was feeling bad for leaving me alone so many times. I could get away with anything. Well, almost anything. There was a reason I was going to stay with my aunt Helene and it was because of something I’d done a week ago. I did something that actually pissed my parents off. I made them so mad that they actually called aunt Helene to ask if I could stay with her. I believe they must have begged her since she was doing a world tour right now with the band that she was a vocal couch for.

“Okay mom. I’ll see you when you and dad get back,” I told her and we both hung up. Even though they had been so pissed at me and they even sent me to live with aunt Helene despite the fact that I was 18 years old, they never stayed mad at me. Their rage lasted for max two days.

I blamed my behaviour on my parents because they were away so often and they never made rules for me because they weren’t around to make sure I didn’t break them. The only person who had made rules for me from time to time was my aunt but I never obeyed them. I hated rules and didn’t really know how to not break them. You can’t really put a wild animal into a cage and expect it to be good.   

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Lars had dropped me off in Herning and abandoned me on a parking lot that belonged to the venue One Direction was going to perform at. A lot of girls were lining up outside the venue and their screaming and talking made me crazy. I didn’t really like One Direction; well I guess I never really listened to them. I had always been more interested in rock music.

“Asta!” I heard someone yell from behind me. I turned around to see my aunt Helene walking up to me. “I actually didn’t think I’d find you but you made it quite easy for me.” She said and smiled looking me up and down. I was wearing a pink track suit that matched my pink/purple hair. Did I tell you that I love the colour pink? I gave Helene a big hug and she helped me carry my suitcases. “Follow me.” She said and I began following her. “I’m afraid you can’t meet the boys yet. They are rehearsing but I’m sure they’ll be happy to meet you afterwards. I’ve showed them pictures of you,” She smirked.

“Why did you do that?” I asked and looked at her.

“They asked if they could see a picture of you because they wanted to know who would be bunking with them.”

“I’m bunking with you too right?” I asked suddenly getting nervous. I wanted to be around Helene. New places and new people made me nervous.

“I’m afraid not. My bus is already full. Look they are really sweet guys and I’m sure you’ll be comfortable around them. Just don’t get too comfortable,” She said and winked at me. We came to a backstage area and she showed a backstage pass and the guy let us through. We walked up to two red busses.

“Have you organised your luggage?” She asked and looked at me.

“Organised?” I asked confused.

“Like do you have your toiletries and pj’s in one?”

“Oh, yea it’s in the small one.” I told her. She took the small suitcase and entered one of the busses. I followed her. I was amazed when I got inside. It was absolutely awesome and like a home on wheels. It had a kitchen and game area and everything. She led me upstairs and to a bunk.

“This is your bunk. Are you tired?” She asked. I had got up quite early because I had to pack my bags. I was never one to do it the day before.

“A bit actually,” I told her.

“Alright. I think you should take a nap then so you’ll be ready for the concert. I have to go back to the boys. Just call me if you have any questions or if you can’t sleep. I’ll let the guards know that you are on the bus.”

“Okay, thank you.” I said to her and she smiled at me before getting off the bus. I placed myself on the bunk bed and it didn’t take long before I drifted off to sleep.  

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Please be kind. This is just the prologue. Astrid will meet the boys in the next chapter. 

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