The One (n. h. fanfiction, Greeklish)

Chapter 3.

Niall's POV

One Day...

This is the last day of our holidays... Today we have to fly to Athens to set up for the concert tomorrow. The idea of going to Greece doesn't really appeal to me, even though Louis said it was perfect in Crete... That's what I'm talking about - Louis saw the nice part of Greece, while I have seen and the worst parts of it. I have seen how the streets are full of trash and dog-shit. I have seen how people are mean to each other and how many people are homeless and starving on the streets.
When I heard about having concerts there I wanted to learn more about Greece so I looked it up. As I wrote Greece on Google the first results were pictures of beautiful mountain landscapes, ruins of ancient temples and, of course, the beaches and cute little houses of the famous Greek island, known as Mykonos. But I knew that we wouldn't have a concert at an exotic beach nor a mountaintop, so I kept scrolling down even further. The results weren't satisfying though...

I learned about the economical crises and how it effected the people's lives. I learned how most people are living in real bad conditions and that they are not happy for themselves. I saw people on the streets begging for some attention and how crime has risen over the last few years. The inner Greece I saw seemed like a land of hell to me, and it still does. But I can't be sure if I don't go and see it for myself.

Anyway, at first I didn't wat to go there for any reason, but then I thought: We have fans there too... They have done anything wrong; they deserve us.
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My name is called now from the speakers. It's my time now to get in the plane. Mark, my guard, took my suitcase from my hand and put it on the... There where people put their suitcases before they get into the plane... How the fuck is it called?!!.

''I could have done it myself...'' I said quietly to Mark. The only response he gave me though was a roll of his eyes...

Why do I have to be guarded around like a prisoner? Sure, I'm something far from a prisoner (and I can do whatever I want, let's not forget that), but still, I feel like I'm a ten-year-old who goes on a family trip with his uncle. But I'm not ten years old... I'm a man, and twenty four...
Alright, I might get mobbed by fans or, worse, paps.... But I can control it myself. If I only had left home two hours before the flight I wouldn't be in such hurry and wouldn't have been rude to all these people, who just wanted to meet me.

In spite of my arguments the management still wanted us to be guarded around, just in case something unpleasant happened. I had taken some self defense classes though...

My problem is not Mark. I love him, I admire him... He's one of my best mates and I see him as a father, next to my actual dad, of course... Our management was what I didn't like.

As I took my seat I was surprised when Mark didn't sit next to me, but two seats behind.

''Where are you going?" I asked him annoyed as I realized I had to sit with two strangers. They better be Directioners, I thought. Because if they are I would have a proper conversation with someone. And I was right, I can't have a conversation with someone unless they're someone who I know, or they know me...

''I couldn't find two seats together, sorry mate..." he answered. I had completely forgot about my previous question.

"It's alright Mark... I'll be okay...'' I snapped as I sat down and put on my seatbelt. I looked at the time on my phone. 11.25. Great. We had twenty five minutes before the plane would take off.

I undid my seatbelt before jumping up on my full height again. I turned on my heel to face the back seats and opened the camera on my phone.

''Uhm... Mark!" I called him, grinning at the way his face popped up to look at me.

"What?" he hummed, obvious sleep in his tone. My grin widened at the thought of what I was gonna do.

"Where we going today?... Mark?" I managed to say before bursting into laughter. He smiled widely before answering.

"Gleece, Gleece, we'll see Acropolis, yasss!!"

"Uhm.. You said Gleece..." I said laughing even harder. He rises his brows, telling me he was joking before I spoke again. "Thanks mate, anyway". He winked to the camera and that's how the video ended.

I did him the thumbs up before sitting back to my seat.

After a few seconds of silence I shouted "It's online, Mark!!", earning a few glances and rude remarks. But I don't give a flying fuck about them. For as long as I have all these people to love me I'll be okay, I know it for sure.

"Great!" he shouted back.

Meanwhile in Katherine's POV.

"Γεωργία, Γεωργία έλα να δείς!!! Γρήγορα!!" τσίριξα από την άλλη άκρη του διαδρόμου.

Είδα τη Γεωργία να τσουλάει απο την μία άκρη του διαδρόμου στην άλλη και να προσγειώνεται δίπλα μου.

"Τι έγινε;!! Βρήκες τα βραχιόλια που ψάχναμε;!!" είπε με μια ανάσα.

"Όχιι, ακόμα καλύτερο..." έκανα μια παύση να δω την αντίδραση της, και η επιμονή στο βλέμα της με έκανε να συνεχίσω. "Ο Niall!!" ανάσα... "Είναι στο αεροπλάνο!" δεύτερη ανάσα... "Έρχεται!!!" είπα μισοτσιρίζοντας προτού της δείξω το βίντεο που μόλις είχε ανεβάσει ο Ν. στο Instagram.

Back to Niall's POV

Immediately my video got thousands of likes and comments, something that didn't surprise me anymore.

A strange man, in his late fifties, took the seat next to me. He had long, messy, grey hair and a short black beard. I need to shave my face when I get to the hotel room... I thought, still taking in the man's appearance. Brown coat, brown hat, red dress pants and black dress shoes...

A young girl followed and sat next to him. She mustn't be older than ten. She looked strange as well. Her curly blonde hair was made into a messy pony tail, while she was wearing a shiny pink, mid-thigh dress with black converses underneath. When she realized I was staring I took my gaze away, only to bring it back to her snow white face. I saw a hint of disgust in her eyes as she stared back, wide eyed though.

A voice from the speakers interrupted us, though, saying "The plane is about to take off, please take your seats and put on your seatbelts." A tiny TV popped out of nowhere, showing the safety instructions I had got bored watching over and over again...

This is going to be a long ride I thought...

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Τι λετε?? Πως σας φανηκε η πρωτη οπτικη γωνια του Νιαλλ?? Ειναι αρκετα καλα τα αγγλικα μου? Αν εχω λαθη, μη διστασετε να μου πειτε.

Ελπιζω να σας αρεσε,!!
Και μην ξεχνατε να ψηφιζετεε

--Μελίνα ❤❤