First Sight (A One Direction Fanfic) Canceled. Now Crazy Confusion

Chapter 1

"Guess who's in Bradford?!" Zayn says excitedly.

I relpy "Yay!! I'm on my way. See you soon!"

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When I get to the airport, I park the car and run inside and find him right away.

"Heyy!" I say as I near him. He smiles.

"Vas happenin?" he says when I reach him.

Classic Zayn. I give him a hug and grab one of his bags to take back to the car and we walk out togethe.

When we get to the car I let him drive. I spend the entire 30 minutes home asking him question after question about how the show was and the the other boys in One Direction and about a million other things.

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When we finally pull into my driveway I notice that mum and my brothers are still out. We leave Zayn's bags in the car and go inside. Zayn, of course, goes straight to the fridge for his favorite soda. He tosses me one and I turn on the tv. We flick through the channels until we find something interesting but neither of us are actually watching it.

After about 5 minutes of not paying attention to whatever's on, Zayn looks over at me and says,

"Well, since we both know there's no way you've got any plans this summer," he's smirking now and I grin and slap him playfully.

"Anyway, you've got plans now." he finishes.

"What are you talking about?" I ask, utterly bewildered.

"Well," he says, "the boys and I planned to meet up in London this summer to chill for a few weeks, and I was thinking since you wanna meet them and all, you should come with me. It'll be a lot of fun. What do you say?"

This was perfect! And it would get me away from my family for a while.

"Seriously?! I'd love to. Oh... There's just one problem." My face fell.

"What?" Zayn asked, alarmed.

"I'll have to get it past Mum." I said, rolling my eyes. "She won't like the sound of me going to live with five teenage boys for the summer."

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Just then, as if on queue, Mum's blue station wagon pulls up to the house. Sam and Hunter jump out of the backseat running around and giggling like 7 and 10 year olds do. I run out to help Mum with the bags of groceries. Zayn trails behind. Mum looks up to see us walking out.

"Zayn! Welcome back hun how was the show?"

"Great Anne. Thanks for asking!" he replies.

Zayn has called my Mum by her first name as long as I can remember.

"Well that's great Zayn. Elle, honey, can you take these inside for me please?"

"Sure, Mum." I reply.

She and Zayn follow me in and we set the bags on the kitchen counter and start unloading everything and putting it away.

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Once we finish, starts to walk back to her room. I stop her halfway up the stairs.

"Uhh hey Mum? Zayn and I wanted to ask you something.