I looked out the airplane window to see fields of green, Ireland. Home Sweet Home. I took a breath as I started a new journey, a new life. A lot had happened in the past two years and I was doing everything I could to try to forget about it.
"Cara" my mum called to me excitedly. Yeah my name is Caroline but everyone calls me Cara. I'm always called Cara, in fact I hate when people call me Caroline. There was only one person I would let call me Caroline. That person was Niall. But that was the past.
I gave her a hug before dragging my heavy suitcase towards the exit of the plane. Sure, it was hand luggage but it weighed a ton. You can never have too many snacks, I for one hate the airplane food. How was I supposed to survive the flight with a plateful of mush?
A small frown appeared on my face. Food reminded me of Niall, he could never have too much. God, I needed to stop thinking about him. My small, blue suitcase trampled behind me as I entered Mullingar airport(A/N i dont no if thats a real airport or not...). As I neared a small cafe, I heard a huge racket from coming down one of the many hallways. While I got closer to the hallway, the screams got louder and louder.
As I went to take a sip of my coffee, someone ran into me at lightning speed. The person turned around to come face to face with two big blue sparkling eyes. "Niall?" I said in disbelief. I stared into his eyes but got interrupted by a rampage of about 100 girls stampeding towards us.
"Quick." Niall said grabbing my hand as he pulled/dragged me through countless hallways. He pushed me into a janitors closet and locked the door as we caught our breath again. "Fancy seeing you here." I joked, still fazed and shocked by what had just happened. "Same" he replied.
There was an akward silence before Niall said "Did you not leave your suitcase by the cafe?"
I realized I had and reached for the door handle but Niall grabbed my hand. "You can't the place will be mobbed. I'll call Paul to collect all of your belongings."
"Paul?" I asked still not coming to terms with the fact that Niall Horan was standing in front of me.
"Our Bodyguard." Niall answered casually. Cause its totally normal to just have a bodyguard, you know?
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Lucky Charms (Niall Horan/One Direction Fan Fiction)
RomanceCara is like any girl, no she is not a model, no she is not skinny and yes she LOVES food. She may be, from her point of view, completely average, but to Niall she is one in a million. Who new that a stampede could reunite them from 2 years apart. B...
