Lucky, unlucky, forget me <3


First off, all the stuff in this fanfic is a characters point of view, not my own, so im not saying i think Niall needs to try harder to fix his teeth, or that none of them have manners, its just the characters first judgement. I dont think any of that, i love them for who they are, and im not a directionATOR, im a directionER, this is simply just a character, and if im honest, it was really hard to say that about them, because its not true!
This is a story about a girl, and Niall, Niall and a girl. Except this girl is no ordinary girl, she is his brother. His unwelcome, unloved, lonley brother. She thinks she's going to be like that forever, until one train ticket to London, and a bump into a stranger on the streets changes everything... Summer, here we come...:D


2. Am i just rubbish to throw out?

'Wake up, pack your things' Jim ordered, startling me as her violently threw a book at me.

'Whats this?' i yawned.

'Your train ticket' he snapped, pulling on his starbucks t-shirt and fastening his belt.

'What are you on about!?' i screamed, bolting upright and reading the paper that was all inside the little book.

Train ticket to London, 8am, 1st of August.

'Your kidding me, whats going on!?' i demanded answers, following Jim to the kitchen where he grabbed a breakfast bar and organised his things.

'Your annoying me now, so get out, i paid for your ticket and i've left you enough money to survive for at least 3 months, be happy i didnt just drag you out myself' he explained, pushing me into the bedroom and kicking an empty suitcase to me.

'This isnt fair!' i screamed childishly.

'Yes it is, this is my house, i could have got rid of you months ago but i didnt, mainly because the trains weret running, but anyway, go as soon a you can, your train leaves in an hour, lock the door and post the key would ya, hurry!' he rushed, before pushing past me and leaving.

I couldn't believe it.

Before i knew it, i was dressed in sweatpants and an oversized t shirt, had pulled my hair back into a ponytail, and was on my way to the train station, after getting thrown out, again...


*10am, London*

Well this is it. I think im having dejavu. Im wandering the streets alone again, with no family, no friends, no nothing. All i had was my suitcase and myself, me and my suitcase.

Remember earlier when i said im unloved, unwelcome and have hell for a life? Yeah, now do you believe me?

I traveled around the streets of London, suddeny coming to the elegant Buckingham Palace. It was even better than the pictures! I was stood in awe at it, admiring its extravagant walls and spotless windows that was surrounded by ivory and roses. The doors were gold with those large lion knockers, and i was taken back. It was much more elegant than the photos on google images.

London was to die for.

Niall was lucky. My thoughts traveled back to Niall. After this whole year of forgetting him, London reminded me of him. I didn't want to even come across him here. Niall was too lucky, but i was unlucky, therefore anything i didnt want to happen, just had to pop up right infront of me soon, didn't it?

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