My Uncle is... WHO!? -- One Direction

Chapter 1

Isabelle's POV:

Beep... Beep... Be-

I smacked my alarm off, it's way too early...

Today's the day! I've got to be at the airport in an hour, to go to London.

You're probably wondering why... So here's the reason...

I've lived here in Miami for 17 years, I don't know why my mom chose to move from London to here, it was a touchy subject, but now... I'll never know the reason...

My mom passed away 2 weeks ago, there was a car accident, and now I have to live with the only relative I have on record, my uncle. I've never met him, or seen him, or spoken to him. Basically, I don't have the faintest idea who he is.

I got out of my warm, comfy bed, and walked into my bathroom. I showered and got dressed into a confortable outfit, since I'll be on a plane for 10 hours. I wore sweatpants, a hollister tee, and a jack wills hoodie. I then went downstairs and got some cereal, I can't be bothered with anything else.

I grabbed my suitcase, and left the house I grew up in, the last building my mom was in before she died, the house I'll never see again. I called a taxi and was on my way to the airport to go to London.

While I'm on my way, I looked at the information my uncle had been given about me, and it wasn't much...

Name: Isabelle May Higgins (Bella)

Date of birth: 13th May 1998

A photograph of me from my 18th birthday, showing off my: Natural long, wavy hazelnut hair; sandy-blonde at the ends, green eyes, slightly tanned skin, 5"6 tall-height, and my model-like thin body shape.

Well, that's a small amount of information about me, I wonder what he thinks of me.

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I got through customs easily, and then boarded the plan. Finding my seat, I tried to get comfortable with a small amount of leg room and a stranger beside me. At least I was by the window.

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The plane just landed and the journey was awful! There was a kid crying and kicking my chair from behind me, and a creepy old man sat next to me. I collected my luggage and looked for somebody who I was told would be holding a sign with my name.

Paul Higgins' POV:

I was waiting for my niece at the airport. I can't believe I get to see her for the first time...

I saw a girl looking around, she looked my way and saw the sign I was holding, and walked towards me.

"Hi, Uncle Paul? I'm Isabelle, but call me Bella" She said holding her hand out for a handshake. This is the girl, this is my niece. She's beautiful, she's my niece. I can't believe it... Her photo doesn't appreciate how pretty and natural she really is.

Bella's POV:

I saw a tall man with dark hair, broad shoulders, very strong, and sort of intimidating...

"Hi, Uncle Paul? I'm Isabelle, but call me Bella" I said, nervously.

"Yes, I'm Paul Higgins, how are you Bella?" he asked me.

"I'm good thanks, got a bit of jet lag though"

"That'll be gone soon, come on, I'll take your bags for you" he said, smiling. I handed him my only suitcase and followed him out the airport to... a limo!? Okay. He must be rich.

I climbed in and looked around, my mouth wide. It was amazing inside! Leather seats in a big circle, spotlights on the ceiling, blacked out windows, very expensive. Then, he said to the driver where to take us, WAIT, he has a driver!? and then the journey began to my new home.

I hope I like it here, otherwise my life will be a living hell.