Tough Luck

Chapter Thirteen

For your information, please note that I was listening to Songaza. And decided to listen to "Coffee Shop Indie" so yeah.

Songs for this chapter are:

That's not my name by The Ting Tings

Gatekeeper by Feist

West Coast by Coconut Records

Home by Edward Sharpe an The Magnetic Zeroes

1904 by The Tallest Man On Earth

Hotel Song by Regina

Posse by Kimbra <3

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"Be carefull, okay?" James whispered to me.

"Yes James, don't worry about me. Everything will be fine." I whispered back. He rubbed my back in a circular motion. I took the chance to give him a kiss on the cheek. He smiled back at my motion.

"Here let me," James replied with a soft peck on the top of my fore head.

"Bye, I'll miss you."

"I will too. Don't forget to call every day. Oh, and Niall..." James looked around for him. He called out once more for his name.

"Yeh, mate?" Niall came over and asked.

"Take really good care of my sister Elouise." James pointed at me and wore a concerned look on his face.

Niall nodded and chuckled. "Will do James. Will do."

Liam walked on over to us, he turned to face me. "And you Elouise," he pointed. Whats up with all the pointing? "Better take care of our little Nialler."

Liam grabbed Niall by his hand and started shoving his knuckles onto his hair. Shaking and messing up his hair style. Niall kept on repeating, "Watch the hair, aye." How cute.

"A'right mate, I said enough." Niall grunted playfully. Liam finally stopped and let go of the grip he was holding against Niall's head.

"With all do respect, it is my job after all." I replied to Liam. He pated my shoulder and thanked me.

We finally said the last of our good byes. Bebis was the most emotionally unstable one out of all the others. Mona just simply took ahold of Bebis and walked her out of the room with soothing words of comfort being told to her. "She will come back" she would repeat to her, "Elouise is brave and wont get hurt, neither will Niall."

Surprisingly Harry went after both of them. I wonder who he wanted to see the most? Mona is my final answer.

Commander Peterson sent us to a car. There was already a driver in the front, so he could just drop us off at the airport and from there, we were on our own.

Niall turned to me, "Elouise?" he asked. "Yes, I'm all ears. What is it?" I replied back, ready for what he had to say.

"You aren't like any other fans. I noticed," he let out. That's because I try not to act crazy and go wild when I meet One Direction.

"Glad you noticed." we both grew grins on our faces. Now, I have decided to ask him what every fan does at meet and greets or whatsoever.

I turned directly towards him, well not really directly because I was in a car and we were crammed up and all. You get the point.

"Niall?" I asked. He looked up from his phone, "Yeh?"

"This might sound silly and all, but will you marry me?" Man, I wonder what he's thinking right now.

"Turns out you might have a slight chance of being like other fans. To answer your question, I say yes." Niall replied. I don't know if he knows but I'm serious about this.

"No, Niall I'm serious." my face must have given it off.

"Oh, well its really obvious... Not really, I just say all this so fans can feel happy. Please don't get hurt by this or anything."

"It's alright, I understand." see this is what I was talking to you about.

For the rest of the car ride to the airport, I kept on asking Niall to follow me on all my social media accounts. Pretty smart, huh?

Then there was this really funny excuse I used just to get his phone number given to me. "Niall in case something bad happens or you might want to take me out, you should really give me your phone number." that was my excuse. I felt pretty proud of it. He finally gave in and I could not bare the thought of having Niall Horan's phone number in my address book. Lucky I am as my dad would say.

The thought of me going to be flying on a plane was just unbearable. I have this huge fright of it. Ever since my parents died. I refused to go on planes. It would remind me of my parents death cause. Plane crash. That's not even half of it, let me tell you for sure.

But I'm going to stop talking about it because then I will just get depressed for the rest of the day and I don't want that because today is supposed to be a happy day, I'm with Niall.

The driver left us in front of the sliding doors of the airport. Niall thanked him and we walked inside. The familiar fresh and cold breeze greeted us from inside. Only once had I rode a plane. ONCE! This is my second time. And hopefully my last.

No one recognized Niall, that was a good sign. I reminded Niall what Commander Peterson told me, "Psst," I whispered to him as we casually walked to the Administrator Circle. "Remember to talk in a American accent." he slightly nodded in confirmation.

A very nice lady in her mid thirties greeted us with a polite smile across her face. "Hi, my name is Polly. What can I do for you two today?" how can she be this hipper person at God knows what in the morning?

"Yes, we would like you to check in your system for our two Los Angeles plane tickets?" this was our code key. I'm pretty sure Polly knew where we were going from here. Her face flashed into a Oh-I-Know-What-Your-Talking-About look.

She responded into the code, "Look around, what do you see?" yep she was one of us. Good. Asiol's Institute has many workers working for their program all around the world. And we understand each other with our silly conversations.

Niall looked at me, I knew he wanted to answer this code question really bad. I approved. "We see clueless humans." Niall answered.

His American accent was so amazing! I didn't even hear a hint of Irish in it. I smiled at him.

Polly stared at us for a few seconds and then typed in some stuff into her computer. "Alright," she said after a few minutes. "Here are your tickets," she handed us the tickets. "Enjoy your flight."

This time I thanked her and we walked over to the plenty waiting chairs set up all around the area. "I'm hungry," I broke the silence between me and Niall.

"Me too, wanna get something ta' eat?" he asked.

"You bet I do." I chimed in.

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I'm sorry guys for a very short chapter. It's just that I have been really busy and all. Hopefully you have enjoyed it as much as I did.

Oh and one more announcement, Anna Todd (imagintaor1d) started following me on twitter on the 9th of June!! How amazing is that and also Delilah, the author of Motel 6 followed me!! Double luck huh?

P.S

You guys might be wondering why their are some weird typos during Niall's dialogue, well it's because I'm trying to make it sound like he's speaking in a Irish accent.

Well guys stay nice and crazy! Love you all! Bye!

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