Same Mistakes [One Direction]

Same Mistakes - Chapter 4

Annika Here!

Yay. I finally get to write about Ireland. I have never been there. Let's just hope that this chapter turns out okay.

LET'S DO THIS!

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Annika's POV

"Welcome to Ireland, Ally." Niall chuckled.

I turned around to get a look at the scenery. It was really lush, and the weather was pretty nice. It was sunny with a gentle breeze. I was wearing a dark blue tank top, and a light pink sweater, matching it with a black skirt that came up to my knees. I also had on light brown boots, which made me look like a cowgirl that just went to the prom.

"Need help with anythi~ Hey! Your Niall Horan. Welcome back, lad. We all missed you!" Some random guy said.

The people here were nice as well, which was good because we had no body guards whatsoever. Ally was too busy feeling sick to do anything helpful. Someone behind us screamed, and I turned on my heels to look at who it was.

It wasn't a who. There could have been like, a hundred girls running towards us. Lou quickly put down the luggage and picked up Ally bridle style. Harry let out a annoyed groan behind us as he picked up Louis' luggage. I grabbed mine, and tugged it along with great difficulty. Liam ran over, picked up the heaviest suitcase that I had, and took off running. How on earth can someone do that?

I sprinted after him. We all crashed into the limo that was waiting patiently for us. This time, Niall gave directions, and the limo sped off, leaving a bunch of die-hard fans in the dust.

"I feel bad for them." I mumbled, looking out the window.

"Don't be. We have a gig tonight, so everything's okay." Niall said, grabbing the collar of my tank top and pulling me inside, just as a bunch of fans came running at the window. Niall quickly shut the window, and the limo sped up to keep the girls away.

"Thanks." I breathed, looking out at the screaming fans with fear.

"Well at least you don't look terrible." Ally moaned, looking up from her seat where she was balled up.

"You don't look terrible. Just a little air sick or what ever it's call." I said, trying hard to remember what it was called.

"Thanks." Ally mumbled before resting her head on her knees again.

I leaned my head on Niall's shoulder and closed my eyes.

I woke up with a sudden stop. I felt myself being thrown forward; my head colliding with the soft leather seat that was across from where I was sitting. I just laid there, half dazed, and crumpled on the floor.

I could hear Ally's voice and I shot straight up.

"Ally, are you okay?" I asked, looking around wildly.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" Someone said to my right.

"What just happened?" I started asking.

"The limo was cut off by some stupid truck." An Irish accent said as he lead me back to my seat.

"That sucks." I muttered.

The limo park right outside what looked like a 3 star hotel. It was an old run down building that had some random guy standing outside asking if he could take our luggage.

As we walked through the front doors. I was staring in awe. It had glass chandeliers, white marble floors, pearl white columns and plush couches.

"What hotel is this?" I asked.