Long Way Home(One Direction Fanfic)(EXTREME EDITING)

Part 1

        “Why don’t you come over for the summer, just to get out of the drab Utah culture? Come and live with me. We’re off for the summer anyway, well no tours that is, so it’s not like I’ll never see you,” Zayn said into the phone.

                I shook my head even though he couldn’t see it, “I don’t know, what would my parents think of me just dropping everything and moving to London?”

                “Seriously? Your mum is from here. I’m sure she’d want her kids to know what it was like when she was growing up. Besides, your aunt Tricia and I miss you terribly; you haven’t visited in so long. C’mon, please?” he plead.

                “I’ll think about it.”

              “And by that, it means yes. Alright, I’ll be expecting you by next weekend. Tell my aunt Tami I miss her!” following, the line went dead.

~End Flashback~

                I sighed in content as I observed the small townhomes of London rush past me in a blur. The rain drops on the window raced past my face as they blew in the wind. I breathed onto the window, making it fog. I used my index finger to draw a small heart. I watched as it slowly faded into nothing, the picture no longer on the glass.

                The radio was playing in the background softly, though I wasn’t paying attention to it until a certain song came on.  One of my very favorites I’d ever heard by the band One Direction; Alive. It was such a great song and made me feel rebellious.  Zayn’s part came up and I giggled. It was still crazy to think that my cousin/ best friend in the whole world was in the biggest boy band ever.  I was actually so happy when he called me and invited me to come and live with him this summer.  I laid my head back on the head rest and listened to the lyrics.

                She said, hey, it’s alright, does it make you feel alive?

                I smirked a little at the raspy edge to Harry’s voice.

                Don’t look back, live your life, even if it’s only for tonight

                She said, hey, it’s alright, if it makes you feel alive…

                Man oh man, was I in love with this band. Yes, my cousin was in it, but that doesn’t mean that his band mates are ugly!

                I especially loved Niall’s solo in this song. It made me feel… sexy.

                Went to a party just after the doctor talked to me

                I met a girl, I took her right up to the balcony

                I whispered something in her ear that I just can’t repeat

                She said okay but she was worried what her friends will think

                Yeah, you could say I was a Niall girl. I remember when I went to their concert a couple years ago in Utah. I almost fainted, I will be the first to admit. He’s just so dreamy and… Irish.

                I drummed my fingers to the beat on my leg, grinning slightly as I neared Zayn’s home. The cab slowed before coming to a complete stop in front of a nice condo. I opened my door as the driver rushed around the car to fetch my luggage. I smiled politely at him as he handed it to me, paying him quite generously.  He stepped back into the driver’s side and sped off down the road. I took the first step onto the stony path leading to his front door. I knocked quietly on the black painted wood and exhaled a breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding. Steps were heard behind the door and muffled voices.