Silver Linings- A One Direction FanFic [ON HOLD]

Silver Linings- A One Direction FanFic

Author's Note: Hello! Welcome to my very first One Direction Fanfic! I hope you like it! I would love some comments and constructive critism! 

Let me know what you think of it so far :)

Please don't forget to vomment! (vote and comment )

p.s. I'm sorry, this is quite a short chapter 

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As I gazed out the small plane window, I tried to keep my emotions under control. The emotions i had tried so hard to lock away these past weeks came flooding to the surface as i gazed out this window

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*8 weeks ago*

"Haha, yeah! Sure thing Nialler" i chatted happily to the friendly Irish boy on the phone.

As soon as i met Niall 2 years ago, i had taken a shine to him instantly; he is just so happy and easy to talk to! Need i mention, adorable!

I had met Niall and the rest of the boys in 2010, when my Mum and I went to support Harry on the xfactor. That had been the first time we had been back to the UK since moving, and that had also been the last.

Suddenly there was a loud, urgent knock on the door, I slid off my bed and headed down stairs.

"Uh Ni, I have to go, someone's at the door, I’ll call you back in a few"

I placed my phone on the small table beside the front door and opened the wooden door.

And the last thing i was expecting was...a, uh police officer?

"Good day Ma'am"

"are you Leah Fay?" 

I had barely been able to squeeze out a 'yes', my mind was frantic.

"Well, I’m afraid I have some bad news "

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I quickly banished the memory from my mind, the last thing i needed was to start crying on the plane, especially since i knew once i started, I wouldn’t be able to stop.

I decided, as there was really no chance of sleep now, I may aswell find a way to distract myself.

I pulled out my iphone from my carry-on and put in the earphones, clicking on my Ed Sheeran album.

I closed my eyes and paid attention to the words, trying to understand every meaning, trying to both distract and relax myself.

But of course my mind started to wonder like usual. I quickly banished all thoughts of my mother, and that extremely bad day and decided that it would be safe to think about the boys, and my new 'home'.

So, you have probably guessed the bad news was in fact, the news of my mother's tragic and fatal death. And since I’m not yet 18, it left me with nobody, as my father had passed away a long time ago.

I had lived with my friend Gwen and her family for a couple of weeks but i just felt like i was a hassle and a pain for them, and to be honest, her older brother is quite creepy.

So, now here I am, flying to the UK, to live with my Mum's old friend Anne, her new husband, and her son Harry Styles.

“Attention all passengers, please put on your seatbelts as we are landing very soon, thank you for flying with us and we hope you had a pleasant flight”

I gladly put on my seatbelt and felt instant relief knowing that this long, painful flight would be soon over, but realisation hit me almost instantly. My whole life was about to change...again.

I stepped off the plane into the familiar London airport, I had been here a lot in my childhood in the UK, as my Mum and I were always travelling, finding new, exciting countries and cities to holiday in.

I nervously glanced around myself, looking for the familiar faces of Anne and the curly-haired boy that I call my bestfriend.

I felt a small tap on my shoulder, then before I could register who it was I was pulled into a tight embrace.

“Leah darling!”

“Oh! Hi Anne” I said, feeling my nerves rise.

“How are you hon?” I could hear in the tone of her voice, she was feeling sorry for me; this was exactly what I was trying to avoid. You see, I hate when people feel sorry for me, I don’t like feeling like a hassle, I much rather get on with life, and fade into the background. These were the times I wish my Mum was still with me.

It was almost a shock to see Anne standing there, I felt stupid for expecting to see Harry.                                        He is famous now, he has no time to pick up his ‘old best friend’ from the airport.