Lost and Found (One Direction Fan-Fic)

Chapter One: How this all started

Okay so I'm new to Wattpad. This is something i came up with one day in my boring study hall. Let me know all of what you have to say. There might be some mistakes i know, I'm not that informed on much but i try. I have my friend reading this so she can tell me what doesn't make sense. So please forgive me if i make mistakes or messed it up a little; Also, please comment or message me if this story is worth continuing. if not.... This shall be the first and last of this idea.

Well.... I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!

- MK

Also. . . . Main character on the side there. Maite Perroni, love her name, she's beautiful.

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Being chased down until I got on the airplane wasn't how I expected to take off to London. I knew where I was going. My father never let me out of his sight or without the guards to protect me. But this trip needed to be done. My father is a business man. I do not know what he does, or who he does business with, all I know is that it keeps us where we are. His men are my friends, but also my protectors. I'm thankful for them, but they got annoying sometimes. I was always carefree and enjoying life. I stayed where I was supposed to be when my dad had business to deal with and even when we had to head to Mexico. I've always enjoyed going to Mexico, I get to hear the music and join in on random parties. The dancing and singing takes my breath away and I have always loved doing both. My father always had me singing and dancing with his big family. My grandpa is from Mexico, and my grandma is from Spain. They met in the states, and my grandpa agreed to move with her to her home, seeing as Mexico was the worst place to move back to and he has always wanted to travel. Our family is close, and my cousins are always the ones I turn to, they are my built in best friends. Nando is who I am closest to in the family, he knows everything that goes on in my life. He is only a few days younger than me. We are both the only kids with no siblings in our family, which adds to our similarities. The differences physically and personality wise, show through. I am a medium built girl, 5'7, and I have thick black, naturally loosely curled hair that reaches half way down my back, naturally tanned skin (Thank you Mexican genes) and multiple dimples on my face, with almond shaped chocolate brown eyes. But Nando is my total opposite, he's got the muscle needed for a dude, has thick light brown straight hair, light skin, and one dimple under his eye when he smiles, and big hazel eyes that I am totally jealous of, but he is 6 feet tall so not the shortest of the bunch in our family. I am loud and crazy, while he keeps me on my toes by being all quiet and reserved. No one believes me that he actually talks and has fun, and no one believes him that I actually can be serious and focus on something. Goes to show you that we are that close, we rub off on each other. That is why Nando is joining me on my trip to London. We had money to spend since we worked at his moms shop most of the year, and since we have always wanted to travel, we saved most of it, and here we are on a plan to London. I was looking back behind our seats expecting my dad's men to pop up. "Nando, I'm nervous." I turn to my cousin as I pull my 2 year old son Xander closer to me. He fell asleep in my arms when we ran from security to make it in time for the plane. Nando stares at me with the bright hazel eyes and smiles, reassuring me, "It's okay the gates have shut and they can't get through." I roll my eyes and smack his arm playfully. "I know that, but I'm worried about when we get to London, what do I do when we get there?" I ask him. Tears filling my eyes once again as I think about the years that have passed without knowing a thing. Nando half hugs me as I have Xander so tightly wrapped in my arms. I stare down at my son and wonder out loud to my cousin, "Nando what if they don't believe me?" I felt him tense up next to me, I know this had passed through his mind too. but he looks down at me and has me look up, "They will believe you. You have some of your father in your features. Even some of Anne features shine through too. Don't worry." I stay there staring at my cousin, not sure if he can believe his words, but I smile to show that I believe him. He is always so sure about things. I look at his shirt sleeve that I had leaned against and said, "Oops, sorry" as I notice tears have soaked onto his shirt. He examines his shirt, "It'll live." Smiling like the Nando I only get to see. I turn my head to face the window. Xander stirs as I place him in a seated position to buckle us both in. As the speaker announces that we are about to take off Nando hands me a piece of gum and the photo of me as a baby and a little boy and winks. I smile up at him and hold it up to Xander's back to hold them both as I hold onto Nando's hand with my other hand. Here we go, I'm finally going to meet Anne and Harry, my mom, and my big brother.