Wheelchair Girl (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1

Hi! This is my first story, i was bored so i thought I'd try it :) thank you in advanced to anyone who reads it, iloveyouforever and pweassssssse tell me what should happen!

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     "Mum, does she HAVE to go on tour?" whined my new step brother, Harry. Yes, the one and only Harry Styles is my step brother. Way to go, dad, pick the ones that will support your retirement, right?

      "Yes, Harry, you and Kristal are almost the same age, I want you two to bond! could you do this for me? I'm sure the boys will love her" said Anne, my Step mum, making a gesture towards me.

     I really don't know how i was dragged into this. Anne and my Dad started dating about 2 years ago, and after 6 months, I met Harry and Gemma. We never were BFFs or anything, i never talked to them unless I had to, really. Harry just got off the X Factor when I met him and was already becoming huge. Eventually, my friends (and hard core directioners) found out about my "connections", everyone started using me, our parents got married, now I'm spending my last year of school online, thanks to the multiple times I've been pushed around at real school because of the"connections" and "handicap". the school thinks my leave is due to the "handicap" which I've had since i was 4. The kids at real school were all kinda bitchy anyway.

       They were both staring at me now. I crossed my arms over my flowy green top, which brought out my piercing blue eyes and long, wavy, black hair, which was dyed so it looked black but in the sun you could see tints of dark purple. I thought it looked awesome. Snap out if it, Kristal! Oops,they seemed to be waiting for me to say something, so I brought up the only issue i could think of.

     "Well... will my wheelchair even work on the bus? The bus is probably pretty small." I wavered. Honestly, going on a tour around the US sounds fun, but considering I am paralyzed from the hips down (and Harry doesn't seem excitingly welcoming) it makes it hard to blend in.

    "Oh, honey you can't let that stop you! this is a great experience! the tour isn't for another week, we will make sure there are handicap appliances on the bus. You're going on tour. It's final, yay!" annouced Anne with a little clap. She ran out of the room, as Harry threw his hands up and smirked at me.

     "Don't ruin my status, sistah," he smirked, with a slightly sad look in his eyes. I knew that look, it was pity. For me. I understood having family with you and your friends sucks, but ever since i moved in I can't tell if his random kindness is pity or...him. I rolled over and lightly punched his shoulder.

   "My work usually doesn't consist of media, but hey, a new asset to my blackmail and pranking SKILLZ is always an option," I said with a sweet smile. He raised an eyebrow and walked out of our quaint kitchen. I sighed, what do you pack for a 6 month road trip?

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Hope you like it! this chapter was short, but the others will be longer... probably....

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