1D) Adopted by Niall Horan *Under Major Editing

Ch. 11 To Ireland

Ellie's POV

We had to wake up early to board the airplane to go to Mullinger. I was so excited meet Niall's mum. He said that she was like him, so I think that I will like her.

I put on a shirt with horizontal light blue and grey stripes, dark wash skinny jeans, and my new black converse from Zayn before going down stairs. I walked down quietly because I wasn't sure if Niall was awake.

"Boo," he said as I rounded the spiral staircase. I would have toppled down the stairs if I hadn't grabbed the railing with my only good arm. He looked pretty concerned. "I'm sorry," he said, "Are you okay?" I walked over to him and jumped on top of him. "Well, you scared me half to death," I said, "But that's about it." He smiled. "Good," he replied, "Because today is a big day."

We piled into the car with our stuff and jumped in. It took only a few minutes to get there. "Let's go," he told me when we got there. We got in a bus tp take us to the airport.

I smiled at him as the bus drove down the parking lot. However, Niall just looked nervous. "What's wrong?" I asked. "I don't know if my brother will show up," he said, "I want my family to be together." I smiled again. "He'll show up," I told him, "He probably wants to see you just as much as you want to see him." He grinned lightly.

"I didn't know that you had a brother," I admitted. "Yeah," he said, "He's my older brother, Greg. He just got married, so he might spend the holiday with his wife's family." I nodded. "That's how it works, I guess," I said. We walked into the airport in silence.

I slept on th private jet the whole way there and so did Niall.

When I woke up, we were landing in Mullinger. "We're here, Niall!" I shouted as I shook him. His eyes slowly blinked open as he turned to the aisle and threw up in a bag. "Eww," I whispered. He threw it away quickly.

When he got back, he looked at me and smiled. "Sorry 'bout that, love," he said, "I get a little air sick sometimes." I laughed. "I don't mind," I told him. "Yes, you do," he argued, "It was nasty." "Maybe a little," I replied.

When we landed, Niall threw up again. It was gross, okay, I'll admit it. I went into a store and bought a package ibuprofen, pretzels, and water. I walked it over to him.

"Here," I said quietly. He took them greatfully and used the ibuprofen and the water. "Why pretzels?" he asked. I shrugged, "They always make me feel better," I told him. He ate them slowly as we walked to the rental car place.

"Feeling better?" I asked him. He nodded as he muched down the pretzels. I laughed and grabbed his hand.

"Which car do you want to drive?" the lady asked. Niall looked at me and smiled. "What would you like, sweetie?" he asked. "A convertable," I told the lady. "Right this way," she said.

She took us to a line of sports cars in every brand. "Which one?" she asked Niall. "The dark blue one, please," he replied. "Sure," she said, "Come with me so we can get the keys for it." We followed her back to the shack where she grabbed the keys. "Have a nice day," she exclaimed brightly. "You too," I told her. We smiled as we walked to the car.

"Text all of the boys and tell them that we have arrived," Niall told me as I climbed into the front seat. "Sure," I replied as I took out my phone. Niall put the keys in the ignition. The car grumbled to life and started to move. "We're here!" I texted to the boys. I got no replies.

I turned on the radio as we drove down the highway and began flipping through the stations. "What are you looking for?" he asked. "The song that I know is playing," I told him. I finally found it. "Baby, you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip my hair make me overwhelmed, the way you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell, you don't know-oh-oh," I sang. "You don't know you're beautiful!" we sang at the top of our lungs. We sang as loud we could and laughed.