Chapter One

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I wake up to the sound of my alarm going off and i swat at it in hope that i will stop hearing its horrifying noise.

And just to my luck i hit it in the correct spot and my ears are peaceful again.

Oh shit. I spring out of my bed and remember that I've got a flight to catch.

When i told my parents about this whole plan about moving to Portland they were totally against it but really they cant tell me what to do since I'm eighteen.

Its nothing against my parents, i love them to death. I guess you could say i yearn for a change of scenery.

After i am done making sure i have all my things packed i go tell my mom i am ready to be dropped off at the airport.

The whole car ride there is eery and you can slice the tension with a knife.

"Well honey, it looks like we are here." she looks at me with tears pricking her eyes

"Aw mom, don't cry" I reassure her hugging her across the console

When i let go out of the embrace she gives me an assuring smile and hops out of the drivers seat to help me with my bags.

After we have walked into the airport there are a few moments of silence when i hear my flight being called over the intercom.

"I guess thats your cue" my mom sniffles.

I take her hands in mine "Ill call a lot mom, ill be fine."

She slowly nods her head and we hug one last time before i grab my bags and walk towards the plane.

When i get to my seat i see a handsome man with chiseling features and dark brown hair. I pull myself from his immaculate beauty and put my things overhead.

After i have managed to fit my things up there i sit down next to the man and he gives me a warm smile. "Well i guess we will be sitting next to each other for a few hours, eh?" He seems very intimidating so i just nod my head and give a small smile.

"How rude of me, my name is Zayn Malik." He tells me with an outstretched hand

Okay not too bad, im not so intimidated.

"Ivana." I say with grabbing his hand and firmly shaking it

"Ivana? What a lovely name." And i reply with a small thank you

After a couple moments of us just sitting there he lightly tells me to put on my seatbelt and that we are about to take off, and i oblige.

"So Ivana, what are you doing moving to Portland?"

How do i even answer this?

"New change of scenery i guess you could say."

His lips curl up in a smile "great answer. It is beautiful there."

"How did you know i was moving there?" i ask him with my eyebrows pulled together

"Well number one, I've lived there all of my life and i have never seen you. Number two, no one brings that many items if they are only visiting."

"Well you guessed correctly" i tell him with a smile playing on my lips

"I always do Ivana."

We carry on about the reason why i moved to Portland and a little about our pasts.

"So you dont have a job in Portland yet, or a place to stay?"

I bite my nip nervously, "nope"

"Its a good thing i have a liking to you Ivana"

I shoot him a confused look "What do you mean?"

"How good are you at math?" I fucking love math.

My smile becomes bright "Fucking amazing"

"I am very close with my boss, i could definitely get you a job in no time."

I am practically dancing in my seat "Are you serious? you would do that for me? oh my gosh thank you thank you thank you!"

"No problem, but you are going to have to find a cheap hotel or something until you can find an apartment to live in or something."

I nod my head vigorously in excitement. We sit in comfortable silence until i feel something hit my shoulder. When i look over its Zayns head he is fast asleep.

Hey guys, i cant promise you that this story is going to be extraordinary but im going to try. And dont worry, its only the first chapter. We will see Harry soon.

Okay byeee



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⏰ Last updated: Dec 29, 2015 ⏰

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