For the better

Ashley has experienced twist and turns throughout her whole life, but nothing can prepare her for what's to come.


3. Questions Lead To Answers


*Ashley's P.O.V.*   "Do you mind if I sit here?"   I didn't respond to the voice at first, not sure if someone was actually talking to me. His accent was thick and quite cute. Whoever it was cleared their throat, I looked up to see who it was and standing before me was a very attractive blonde boy with a red polo on and had his eyebrows raised. I quickly wiped my eyes and nodded, not wanting to be rude, allowing him to sit down. He smiled and threw his carry on in the over head compartment. He sat down next to me and put his hand out in front of me.   "Hi, I'm Niall." I shifted uncomfortably at how comfortable a boy was talking to me. I took his hand and he shook it gently.    "Hi, I'm Ashley."    This wasn't going to turn out well. Whenever any boy tries to talk to me I start to studder and things get a little awkward.   "Pretty name. I like it." He smiled............. Is he flirting with me? There's no way. He's just being nice. Why was he even sitting here? I'm sure there is some other girl on this plane that is prettier than me. Not that I minded he was sitting with me or anything, it was just out of the ordinary for me. "Well I couldn't help but notice, but you're crying. Mind if I ask why?" Crap. Why did he care?   "Oh..... Um, well..... I just had to say goodbye to my aunt. And I wont be seeing her for the next three months. Nothing big, I'm probably over exaggerating." I practically choked on every word as they slipped off my tounge. Since he sat there I haven't even looked at him. He's only said fifteen words, but his accent was just so..... calming. Something about him let me relax a little. That still didn't hide that he made me nervous though.    "I know how it feels. It's hard letting go of the ones you love most. But in the end, you know it's for the better." I looked at him for the first time for more than two seconds. At that moment, when I got a better look at him, I noticed how amazingly gorgeous he was. His blonde hair nearly perfect, his smile so sweet and kind it made me smile. But there was one feature he had that really kept me captivated. Those eyes. They were tinted a deep ocean blue, and they were amazing. I stared a second too long and snapped out of it.   "You do? How?" I turned my head to one side. He smiled a little bit.   "Not to sound cocky or anything. But do you know who I am?" I raised an eyebrow and shook my head slowly. "I'm in a band.... We're called One Direction."   "I've heard of that name before, but other than that, sorry no. Don't get mad, I just got a phone yesterday and I hardly ever watch TV."    "No! It's fine! Honestly, it's refreshing meeting someone who doesn't freak out when they see me." I forced myself to turn away and look down at my hands so I wouldn't keep staring.    "Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seatbelts, we're getting ready to take off. Thank you."   I hate taking off. It's almost as bad as landing. I took a deep breath and put on my seatbelt. I could see Niall look at me out of the corner of my eye. He could probably tell I was mentally freaking out.   "It's okay, I don't like it either." How did he know? Lucky guess. This was going to be an interesting plane ride.     *Niall's P.O.V.*   This girl is so amazing. It's been about an hour since we took off and she has me laughing so hard it hurts. We just got done with a round of twenty questions and she kept asking the most hilarious and ridiculous questions anyone could ever think of.   "Oh God..... Up for another round?" I asked in between chuckles.   "Sure!  But you go first this time." I nodded and thought of a question.   "Do you currently have a boyfriend?" She looks down and blushes a little bit.   "No. "  There's silence for a moment.   "Care to elaborate on that?" She ran a hand through her hair and took a sip of her water.   "I dont know. I mean, I haven't had a boyfriend in almost two and a half years. After I moved to the US, boyfriends really weren't a priority or even an interest." Her tone changed. I could tell something about this subject was bothering her. I took a risk.   "Why exactly did you move to the US?" She looked down at her hands and fiddled with her thumbs.    "Both my parents died." I could see her eyes start to well up and I was about to say something until she kept talking. "They were murdered one night while I was asleep........-" She told me the rest of her story, even about her being raped. I'm not sure how I got her to open up to me, but I'm glad I did. By the time she was done telling me everything, she was exactly like how I found her. Tears running down her face as she quietly sobbed.   I stuck my arm around her shoulder and pulled her close as she buried her face into my chest.   "You didn't have to tell me all that. I'm sorry if I made you upset."    "It felt good telling somebody. Thanks for listening." I leaned my head on hers and waited as her sobs died down some. "Hey Niall, I'm really tired. Do you mind if I fall asleep for a little?"   "Of course not. Get some rest. Do you want a pillow?" She nuzzled her face deeper into my chest.   "No. I'm fine like this if you dont mind."   I'm definitely fine like this. "I'm fine. I'll be here when you wake up." She smiled one last time before she fell asleep on me. I needed some time to think. We've only known eachother for an hour and she told me her life story practically. I know she's gorgeous and all but we kind of just met.   _________________________________________________*A/N 

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