Niall’s P.O.V.
When I had woken up Harry earlier, he almost punched me from how shocked he was; I decided I should call the other boys before I arrived at their respective houses. The only one who didn’t answer was Zayn. I should have known, he and Perrie love their beauty sleep. Their house is closest to our private heli-pad and airport, so we stopped their last.
First we had picked up Louis and El; her weekend vacation with Lou is going to turn out a lot longer than expected. After Louis, we picked up Liam who was waiting outside with a large thermos of coffee and plenty Styrofoam cups; what would we do without him? Perrie and Zayn were a huge bother though. We pulled up to Zayn’s mansion and we could already hear Perrie shout at Zayn to “get his fat, lazy arse out of bed!”
What was funniest was when he shouted, “My arse is NOT fat!” he even whined a little. Those two were meant to be. Anyway, I knocked on the door and let myself in to see the pair running around, throwing things all over the place, attempting to pack; they we running around like chickens with their heads cut off! The packing expert I am, stepped in and within five minutes, we were on our way to our private “airport” to be on our way.
The best thing about telekinesis is that it doesn’t take much to fly an aircraft, especially with two telekinetics on board. Everyone but Shawn and I were asleep. “Shawn,” I whispered over to her mid-flight to nowhere, “where are we planning to go? We can’t just stay in the sky forever.”
“Oh, um maybe to Canada? Some small town; I’ve heard there’s a ton of small towns there,” she whispered, her pale blue eyes meeting mine, never breaking. “How about in the Northwest-Territories? If we got to a place small enough, there probably won’t be anyone who will recognize you.”
“That sounds like a pretty good plan to me; are you tired? Do you want to take a break from flying? I can continue for a few hours; I don’t mind.”
“Thanks, Niall. I know we’ve only known each other for a few hours, but thanks for trusting me,”
“Why wouldn’t I trust you? Those muggles don’t know how similar we really are!” I chuckled, “now get some sleep, you were pretty restless last night, and you talk a lot in your sleep. Goodnight,” I cooed the last word. This was going to be a long flight with everyone passed out.
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Forever Hidden (Niall Horan)
FanfictionShawn Rhoades has an odd and rare power of telekinesis. She lives in London hiding from the government as they want to take advantage of her powers. While walking along in her temporary home town, Niall Horan notices her, thinking that Shawn may be...
