Carried By The Wind (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Hey guys, so this is my first story ever on wattpad :))

I really hope you enjoy it and if you'd leave me a comment that would be super awesome :**I'm sorry this chapter is a little short. I will propaly make the future ones a bit longer.

And I will update as soon as possible.

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Miri :**

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Three weeks with your boyfriend in Paris. Sounds absolutely romantic and wonderful, right? That's what I thought too until I found my boyfriend in bed with a French waitress after I arrived early from my tour through the Louvre. So I guess that was it for our super romantic vacation. Obviously I left him with his jolie waitress and came home early after only five days of Paris. And as if my vacation wasn't good enough already the airport lost my luggage on my way back to Texas.I just can't imagine how my summer vacation was suppose to get any better after this.

When I arrived home I was a total wreck. For two entire days I didn't leave my room and only took my headphones off when my mom told me the airport had found my suitcase and it was ready to be picked up at the airport.

"Mom, can't you just pick it up for me?" I asked my mom hopefully."I'll probably just go drive off a bridge anyway."

"No Mae! You have been sitting here for two days. I think it is a good idea for you to leave the house and get some fresh air. Anyways, I have to go pick up Rynn from ballet lessons."

Gosh, did my mother not understand how I felt?

How was I suppose to keep my eyes on the road if there was only one thing I could think of?

I threw my covers of my bed and slowly went into the bathroom to get ready. I probably needed half an hour till I was ready to hop into my car and to drive off. 

I opened all of the windows and turned on the radio. After I turned the volume up to the maximum I heard it.

LET'S GO CRAZY, CRAZY, CRAZY TILL WE SEE THE SUN

I KNOW WE ONLY MET BUT LET'S PRETEND IT'S LOVE...

I have to say that it helped. One Direction really was my absolute favorite band. Their music always made me happy.

Why didn't I think of this earlier?

When the last chorus belt trough the car I was singing at the top of my lungs. Who cared about Rodger?

He was stupid, ignorant and his name sounded like a middle aged man! One Direction was there for me when I needed them. Their voices made me happy and they weren't making out with a stupid waitress in France.

Finding a parking space at the Dallas Fort Worth Airport wasn't pretty hard, thinking of the fact that it was in the middle of summer vacation and a lot of people were flying away.

Luckily I had gotten an early flight home from Paris. Otherwise I would have to spend a few days alone in the city of love.

When I got out of the car the sun beat down on my neck and I remembered I forgot to protect my skin with sunscreen. This was not very clever because the sun in the summer of Texas is deadly.

Without looking where I was going I put my headphones back into my ears and listened to Passenger's Let Her Go.

My path led me to the help desk. When I got there I took out my headphones.

"Excuse me, you guys lost my luggage the other day. My mom got call this morning saying it was here." I said to a friendly looking woman behind the desk. "

"Yes dear. So this is what you have to do. Please go to the baggage claim and there will be another help desk. I'm sure they have your suitcase there." She replied with a smile on her face. I was sure she got extra money for that smile.

I gave her a nod and turned around.

After that I headed to the signs saying BAGGAGE CLAIM -->

Lost in my thoughts I saw a boy with curly hair walking past me. He wore a beanie and sunglasses. He was very tall and he was walking very fast. I know I couldn't see his face but I knew exactly who it was...

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Sooo, I guess you guys know who this boy is ;))

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