My New Life(One direction fanfic)

Who are you? (My new life ch. 2)

Niall's P.O.V*

"Guys hurry up! The plane for Atlanta leaves soon!" I yelled from outside the hotel room.

We were in Owensboro, Kentucky catching a plane to Atlanta, Georgia that's where our next concert was.

"Niall. Seriously? We have 30 minutes until we have to be there. Chill." Zayn groaned. I rolled my eyes and walked inside the tiny hotel room.

"Yeah, but check-out time stops in 5 minutes, aaand... Id rather not see the look on Paul's face when we tell him we missed check-out time." I told them with a very unhappy look on my face.

"Niall. Your worse than Liam!" Louis laughed. I flinched at the comment, I was definitely not the fatherly type to the boys, but lately I have taken over the role, and I don't like it. Now... let's see if they are wearing decent clothes for the day. Who knows who we will be seen by today, we always have paparazzi stalking us. Liam and I looked at each other obviously thinking the same thing. He looked very stylish, and laid back in tan dress pants, a red button down long sleeved shirt, and red converse.

Louis, wore a red and white striped polo, with red skinny jeans, and white converse.

Harry wore dark jeans, a white button down short sleeved shirt, and black converse.

Zayn wore tan pants, a dark blue polo, and blue converse.

I was wearing white skinny jeans with a bright green polo, and black converse.

I laughed aloud and the others stopped gathering their things and raised their eyebrows at me.

"What is so funny blondie?" Zayn questioned.

"Guys.. We are all wearing converse!" I laughed. Not knowing why this was so funny.

"You're insane. Now help us with our bags so we can leave!" Zayn ordered. I laughed at his comment and grabbed the remaining bags, checked the room for any stray belongings and exited the hotel room shutting the door quietly behind me. I handed the key to Liam and he went to check out.

*Minutes Later*

We got through airport security them quietly sneaking us in so nobody would be harmed by hundreds of girls chasing after 5 guys. We finally made it to the airplane. I looked up and noted it was a fine day for flying. The sun was barely visable and not yet bright enough to blind someone staring at its beauty. Hmm. I grabbed my ticket hoping to get a window seat. I always loved watching the clouds as they go by. Reminds me of the lush beauty of Ireland skies. I quickly wound around the seats trying to find mine. Hmm. This is it. I looked at my seat, someone was in the way. She was deep in thought and was stunningly beautiful. She had shoulder length blonde hair that looked natural and not bleached, and she looked kinda short, kinda tall. That perfect medium.

"Um, excuse me, may I get through?" I asked her.

"Oho, Um... yes sorry!" she told me and moved her legs so I could get through, she hadn't looked up yet, and was still very deep in thought. A couple of minutes later I decided to break the silence that had grown between us. I wanted to know everything about her, was that weird?

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I just. I'm anxious, and nervous. I've never been on a plane before. And you don't even know how scared I am." She opened up, and looked at me. She searched my face while I searched hers as well. She had beautiful blue eyes that seemed to light up the whole world. Freckles lightly sprinkled her face. Man. She was beautiful.

"Awh. I'm so sorry. I'd like to introduce myself, I'm Niall Horan. From One Direction." I introduced myself.

"One Direction.. Sounds familiar isn't it that British-Irish boy band?"She asked. Good she wasn't a crazy fangirl. I loved our Directioners, but seriously give us some space!

"Yes, it is.. I'm the Irish to that band." I winked at her. And that got her to smile.

"I'm Irish too! Not a lot, though, I wish I was. It's been my dream to go there ever since I was a child. I became obsessed with Ireland. I wore green when I could, and would speak in an Irish accent." She rambled. Man it's cute when she does that, and the way she blushes and toys with her necklace, is probably the thing I love most.

"Oh.. And I'm Cassidy Brasher by the way. But you can call me Cassie." She told me blushing. Cassidy. That's beautiful.

"Please buckle your seat belts and prepare for takeoff. Do not take off your seat-belts or move about until we tell you it's okay" the flight attendant instructed.

I watched her reaction to Harry's hands around her waist, and realized that I was jealous. Ugh. I don't even know her and I'm jealous of someone she's not even dating. Who knows if she even has a boyfriend.