Uncle Paul (A One Direction/ Niall FF)

Prologue:

"Father do I have to see Uncle Paul?" I asked sitting in the back seat of our small car.

"Yes you know you must go see Uncle Paul and Aunt Mill," My father was driving on the right of the car.

"Mum please don't make me." I whined like a little girl, leaning deeper into the back seat of the car. In fact I couldn't remember Uncle Paul, and it didn't help when I didn't know what he did or do for an job.

"Dear you must, you know we are going on an vacation." My mum looked at me. Ugh fine, whatever just leave me here with Uncle Paul and Aunt Mill in London, when you have the time of your lives in North America.

"Didn't you ever ask me what I wanted to do?" I asked, whiney.  I could clearly see my father shaking his head. I knew he wasn't going to answer that question.

"Couldn't you just have left me at home? You know Sandy could have looked after me." I pointed out.

"No she couldn't she has to work," My mum commented and looked at me.

"But doesn't Uncle Paul and Aunt Mill have to work?" I asked slowly looking out the window, seeing the next city limits.

"Yes and no, Mill doesn't work and Paul does." My father commented as he was driving.

"Liv your fourteen, there is no way we could have left you home. Beside you can always make new friends, maybe Uncle Paul can take you to his work." My mum said showing father the way through the city. I could tell we were close to London, maybe this was the last city.

 "But Father! Why all my friends mum's and father's leave them home alone all the time!." I complied again.

"Liv that's them not you." My Father looked at the road.

"Fine, what does Uncle Paul do for a living any ways?" I asked carelessly.

"He is an security guard, dear." My mum commented to me. As I was pulling my light brown hair up into a ponytail. Great what a boring job, this was going to be 'F.U.N'.

"Oh that's cool." I tried to put it nicely.

"Just be glad you have some where to stay over the summer." My mum was delight I said cool.

"Yes I know." I smiled happily as I saw the welcome London sign. I have always wanted to go but never had gotten to, my father promised me over and over we would go, but had always gotten to busy to take me.

"Hey father look you finally are taking me to London, after all those years of promises." I laughed a bit.

"Well I guess your right." My father laughed at the comment.

"Well I am glad you get to see London finally." My mum said to me. Pointing to an small house in the outside of London. My father had stopped the car. My mum and father were getting out of the car. I was glad to say it was the start of summer and I was in London.  My mum walked up the steps front step of the house, ring the doorbell.  She waited there as I had just gotten out of the car; My father was getting my bags out of the car.

I noticed a lady in the front frame, my mum and her hugged, that must had been Aunt Mill. They talked for a bit before the lady came over to me.

"Hello Liv, I am Aunt Mill." She was coming over for a hug, I slowly started to hug her back.

"So where is Uncle Paul?" I asked Aunt Mill.

"He is at work, he is late most of the time." She looked like my mum, light brown hair, calming blue eyes, and a comforting smile.

"Okay," I nodded to Aunt Mill, for a weird reason I wanted to see Uncle Paul.

Aunt Mill and I started grabbing my bags, and taking them in the house. My mum and father where going to the car.

"Wait!" I cried dropping one of my bags. I knew Aunt Mill had my important bag so it was ok.

"What?" My mum said before getting in the car. I hugged her, it was hard see them going.

"Bye I love you," I whispered into her ear. Before racing over to my dad. I knew she said the same thing.

"Bye Dad I love you." I hugged him, before he got into the car.  He did the same thing to me, but kissed my temple.

They both had gotten into the car, leaving me behind with Aunt Mill.

"Come on dear let's go into the house." Aunt Mill comfort helped me into the house. I walked into her house, it was a lot larger inside, I think my jaw had dropped to the hard wood floor. I noticed Aunt Mill closed the door behind me.

"Liv come into your room," My Aunt Mill walked up the stairs, with one of my bags. I was taking the other up stair. We walked down the hall a bit but it wasn't too far away from the stair or the bathroom.

"Wow this is pretty." I said when I walked into the room. The room had a clear view of London, you could see Big Ben, the Eye and everything else for that matter.

"But lucky this is your room, for the summer." Aunt Mill said putting my bag on the clean white bed.

"Thanks it's so pretty." I hugged my Aunt Mill.

"Your welcome. Are you hungry?" She asked me as I let go.

"Yes I am always hungry." I smiled at her, later I can unpack I thought. I followed her slowly down the hall to the kitchen.