Finding You (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter Five

Hello all you amazing and beautiful people! How is everyone today? :)

I edited this chapter a lot because it was not very good, to be honest. I will be going back through all of the chapters from Broken and Finding You eventually. I began writing Broken back in 2011 when I was fourteen-fifteen years old and the material isn't as good as I thought it was back then. So, don't worry if you can't recall some events or if there are minor changes, because there will be a lot of editing coming soon.

This is dedicated to my friend Eva because she's amazing.

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Chapter Five

Ariella(Jamie)’s POV

            Thinking back to yesterday, I shook my head at the fight between Wade and me. He was right about one thing: If we had to be best friends, we would definitely have to learn to get along. I groaned as I forced myself to get out of bed and take a shower. My head was throbbing as the hot water poured down on it. Once again, my new black hair looked like a mop on the top of my head. When I was done, I got dressed and dragged myself into the kitchen.

            Emory stood there with her arms crossed and a magazine in one hand. She was in deep thought. I coughed and she blinked and looked at me and frowned.

“What?” I asked.

“Jamie, I know that you think the FBI is just a bunch of evil people, but I promise we’re not. We want the best for you,” She explained.

“I know Emory. It’s just that I miss him so much…”

Emory knew exactly who I was talking about when I said “him”. She sighed and put the magazine on the table as she walked out of the kitchen.

“I’m going to work now. I probably won’t be back until tomorrow. Be safe. There’s a magazine on the table if you want to read it!” Emory called as she walked out the door.

I groaned and ate a doughnut as I plopped myself down on a chair. I picked up the magazine and lazily flipped through the pages.

I stopped on one page and I froze.

I suddenly knew why Emory told me to look at the magazine…

I looked down at the page and read, “One Direction goes on their American tour!”

 

 

 

 

Louis’ POV

            I swear I had never seen Niall move so fast in my entire time of knowing him. He was up like a rocket when I told him we were going to America. I figured he would be excited though. After all,  Ariella was in the United States. Although our intention wasn’t originally to find her, the boys and I would be idiots to deny Niall the right to try. We were going on our American tour and we were expected to have a good time.

Unfortunately the lads and I almost missed our plane because of Niall. He didn’t pack his bags until last minute. I would blame it on him, but it was actually my fault for not telling him about going to America until the very day.