The Curly, The Blond And The Irish. {One Direction FanFiction}

Chapter Thirteen - Visiting Home And 19 Year Old Virgins

Elle's P.O.V

"So I'll see you on Tuesday." I called, lugging my heavy suitcase into the boot of my blue Clio. The car was old but I loved it too bits; it was a sweet deal as well.  It was nothing like Peter's fancy car, but it ran well and was in good condition, not to mention it was my favorite color. 

"It's going to be weird staying at home all alone." Juliette frowned, we barley ever left each other alone, we were almost joined at the hip.

"I know, why don't you ask to stay with Niall?" I suggested, the idea seeming perfect. I wouldn't want Juliette to be alone, and the house was pretty scary at night.

"Alright." Juliette grinned before taking her phone out of her pocket. I turned to Peter who had come over to help me pack, we had only been going out for a week but I already hated leaving him behind.

"Don't go off with some welsh boy while you’re up north." Peter warned me, I punched his shoulder lightly.

"Why would I do that when I already have a great boyfriend?" I smiled; he grinned and pulled me to him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I snaked my arms around his neck, I hugged him tightly, smiling at he stroked my hair.

"I'm going to miss you." Peter sighed, kissing my forehead as we pulled away.

"Pete, I'll be back in two days." I reminded him, but I couldn't really talk, I was missing him and I hadn't even left!

"I know! And when you do come back, I want to take you to dinner again." Peter said, his eyes sparkling.

"OK, but this time, I pay!" I insisted, my jaw set in determination.

"We can split it." Peter smirked, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. I loved when he played with my hair like that.

"Nope, I am paying!" I said sternly.

"You’re so stubborn." Peter laughed before leaning down and planting a sweet kiss on my lips. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, not wanting it to end.

"Alright people! She has to go now or she will never get there before it gets dark!" Juliette yelled, clapping her hands and making me and Peter jump. I laughed and hugged him again before walking over to Juliette. "Promise me you will drive safe."

"I promise Mum." I sighed, rolling my eyes. Juliette was very protective, especially about me and my driving, she insisted that I drove slowly, which I did. I was a very sensible driver! But that's why I loved her, and I knew that someday she would make a great mother. I hugged her quickly before getting into the car; I rolled my window down and turned on the radio.

"I'll see you guys soon!" I yelled. They both waved as I pulled out of the driveway.

"Make sure you text!" Peter called; I nodded and blew a kiss at him.

"Don't go over fifty!" Juliette screeched before I drove around the corner. I leaned backwards onto my leather seat; I fastened my seat belt and turned the music up. I watched as the beautiful city of London vanished behind me, the scenery being replaced by greenery and cloudy skies.

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"Ellie belly!" My mother shrieked as my car pulled up into the driveway. I had always hated that nickname, ever since I was eight, but it had stuck with me ever since.  

"Momma bear!" I screamed, unfastening my seat belt and stumbling out the car. I ran into her open arms and breathed in her lavender perfume. She took me by the shoulders and took a good look at me, she beamed and tears filled her eyes.