TROUBLE. (Larry Stylinson, Ziam Mayne)

Chapter 3

Hi guys, okay sorry this is so short but i'm writing a million other fanfics. so check those out yeah? And i promise as the story goes on the chapters will get longer! Also, if you don't like wattpad my friend is putting it on her instagram, go follow her! @niallslittleclover ! Enjoy :)

Niall's P.O.V.

Once all the stuff I needed was packed I fell onto my bed. I let out a huge sigh. I don't want to leave. And why would I go live with Harry? We barely ever talk. It's going to be so awkward. There were a million thoughts running through my head. 

What if Harry doesn't like me?

What if no one likes me?

What will the school be like?

Will I get my own room?

Will I have to be nicer?

This is going to be too much work for me, what if I want to go back?

Will i ever see my friends again?

Will I ever see my family again?

I decided I should get some sleep so I don't look like a zombie when I show up tomorrow. I wonder why I'm going with them anyway.

I kicked my shoes off. I don't feel like changing into sleepwear, so I stay in what I have on. I arrange myself in a comfortable position, then close my eyes and fell asleep shortly after. I found myself awake around 4 a.m. I just can't sleep and it's bugging me to death. I decided I should take a nice, warm shower. So I gathered some sleepwear and jumped in. I just stood there for a couple of minutes, letting the water rush down my body. It's a nice place to think about everything.

After about 10 minutes of doing nothing, I started washing up. I got out of the shower and dried off, then got dressed. I hopped back in bed and tried to sleep again. This time was a success.

***

My mum woke me up around 9:15, my plane boards at 12. I sighed and got up. I loaded all my stuff in the trunk of the car and gave my mum an enormous hug. She started tearing up a bit, but for the most part she kept it together. We stopped to get breakfast and then we were on our way.

We reached the airport around 10:43, which gave me like an hour to get checked in and whatnot. I've never been on a plane before, so this should be nice. My mum couldn't get passed the gate due to her lack of ticket , so i gave her one last hug goodbye and a kiss on her cheek.

"Be safe, please." she whispered in my ear.

"I'll try," I smiled and winked at her, "Love ya mum!"

"Love you too baby, have fun! & Call me everyday!!"

I nodded then turned around and rolled my eyes. She acts like if I don't call her she'll die. I mean, I know she's a mother but honestly? I'm not 3. Even though sometimes I do act like it.

I boarded the plane around 11:30 and I had to shut my phone down. Before I did I sent my mum a quick text,

To: Mother

Just got on the plane, havta shut phones off now ! I love you and stop worrying. I'll be fine x

I shut my phone down and slid it into my hind pocket, then took out my iPod and put it on airplane mode. I stuffed in headphones and shuffled my playlist, even though I skip half the songs that come on.

A little old lady sat next to me and smiled. I smiled back because in all honestly she was the cutest little thing I've ever seen.

"Ever flown before?" she asked, in a soft, little old lady voice.

I took out one of my buds, "Uh, no, actually. This is my first time."

"All alone? Where's your mother? You look so young."

"Yeah, all alone. My mum dropped me off, she didn't have a ticket to get on."

"Where ya headin' to?"

"England, you?"

"I'm going to Canada, going to see my grand children and great-grand children that is." She smiled and winked, "You're a very handsome young boy."

"Why thank you." I smiled back, "You're not too shabby yourself!" And her face lit up, which made me... happy. I like making people smile, it's kind of my thing.

"Well you can go back to listening to your music, I'll be here." she smiled.

I nodded and put my headphone back in. I love old people.. well, the ones who aren't grouchy and yeah...

I fell asleep after about 15 minutes. I woke up to a gently, shaky hand poking my arm. I opened one eye and saw the lady smiling at me.

"England's the next stop, didn't want you to miss it." 

I smiled, "thank you. By the way, I never got your name... what is it?"

"Lani" that was pronounced 'La- Knee"

"Pretty," I complimented. "Mine's Niall."

"Very Irish,"

"Very Irish indeed."

The plane finally came to a land with the pop of the ears, and I started to gather my stuff.

"Have fun in Canada, Lani!" I said as I started walking away.

"Have fun in England, Niall." She smiled and waved. 

Cutest Little Thing.

So here was a little update, like I said before they'll get longer as the story goes on. And clearly I've never been on a plane before so I'm not sure what goes on there, but yeah I tried. Next chapter will include Harry & his family so look forward to that. Haven't written it yet but it's whatever. :) xxxx