Teenage Dirtbag ~Punk One Direction AU~

Chapter 13

|Fallon's P.O.V.|




"We're leaving now, see ya' Mikey!" I shout over my should as I follow Dallas out the door of Mix It Up. I'm happily surprised that Mikey, the owner, has let Dallas and I keep our jobs here. We haven't exactly been the most punctual as of lately. I hear Mikey shout a bye from the back storage room as the front door swings shut behind us.




"So, Louis told me that Maura doesn't live to far from your neighborhood." Dallas says as we both climb into my car. I start my ignition and back into the street. I make my way in the direction of where Louis said Maura lives.




After the talk with my dad the other night, I felt a need to go and talk with Maura. I mean, she was my mom's best friend for almost half her life. So, I got Dallas to talk to Louis and see if he knew anything. Louis told Dallas as much as he knew, which was only Maura's address. Apparently, as far as Louis knows, Niall hasn't had contact with his parents for a while now. The only reason Louis knows where Maura lives is because Louis had to take Niall there a couple years back to help him move some furniture or something. I don't know, Dallas said it was kinda hard to completely understand Louis because they we're both high and laughing at every word that Louis said.




I followed Louis directions to get to Maura's house, and after about five minutes we pull up to a cute little yellow cottage. Dallas gives the house a disgusted look before turning to me and scoffing, "I don't like it."




I nod in agreement before getting out of the car, Dallas following suit. Dallas and I walk up a small stone pathway to the white-painted front door. I knock a couple times before standing back. According to the small garden of blooming flowers, Maura was big on gardening. It was pretty.




The door suddenly opens and a short, middle aged woman stand in the doorway, smiling brightly.




"Can I help you ladies?" The woman asks, a thick Irish accent present.




I look at Dallas who was giving the woman a weird look. I speak up, "Uh, yes. Would you happen to be Maura Horan?"




The blonde woman laughs lightly, "Yes, that'd be me. What can I get you, love?"




"Well, my name's Fallon Tyler, daughter of Miranda Burk and-"




Maura interrupts, "Oh poppet, why didn't you say so! Come in, both of you, come in!"




Maura then scurries off into her house, talking excitedly to herself. I'm about to follow her in but Dallas puts a hand on my shoulder, pulling me back.




"I don't know if I trust her. She's too nice. . . and short."




I stare at Dallas for a second before bursting into laughter when she gives me a serious look.




"Dallas, you're short."




I walk into the house after Maura, with Dallas trailing behind. I find Maura taking the kettle off the stove in the kitchen.