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


30. Your back!



‘What’s up with Chelsea?’ Zayn asked. We were both sat in the kitchen drinking and chatting with Paige. She was acting strange too. Harry had insisted she stay for just one more night, so I offered the same to Chelsea.

‘What do you mean?’ she replied, confused, as was I.

‘She was acting strange when we were getting out of the car’ he explained, downed the rest of drink and checked the time on his gold watch. Pft.

‘I should probably go wake Alex up’ he chucked, then went to do as he’d said.

‘What do you think he meant?’ Paige repeated after he’d gone.

‘I’m not sure? Maybe we should ask her?’ I suggested.

‘Sure? We’ll flip a coin’ she laughed, pulling out a silver 50p from her pocket.

‘Heads you ask, tails I do’ I always won heads and tails, I’m just a lucky irish I guess.

The coin flipped out of her hand and landed on the floor. She put her foot on it to stop it spinning and we both shook hands to say it’s the final deals.

When she lifted her foot I frowned.


The first I’d lost in a long time.

‘Go on Niall’ she winked.

‘Thanks’ I said sarcastically and pushed past to find Chelsea.



‘Wakey wakey’ someone sang tunefully for once, shaking my shoulder softly. Every other time I got woke up, someone either came and sat on me, shouted in my ear or just decided to pull the covers away from me and turn the light on. Harsh I know, I think the same too.

‘Morning gorgeous’ he smiled when I opened my eyes to see a beautiful jet black haired boy with shinning brown eyes and long lashes.



‘Zayn!’ I screamed, jumping up and hugging him tightly like I was never letting go. He was warm and look fit and healthy now. He was much better than when I’d left him at the hospital, barley alive if I’m telling the utter truth.

‘Vas Happening’ he chuckled in his funny voice, I laughed and kissed his lips.

‘Wait, you kissed me?’ Damn, I forgot we didn’t even go out.

No turning back now.

‘Yeah, don’t you remember, you said I love you and kissed me before that bridge fell through’ I lied, quite nicely if I do say so myself.

'I didnt have memory loss babe, but if thats what you want to think, i don't mind' he winked, then kissed my forehead and walke out of the door mysteriously...

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