Meant to be

After her mothers death Felicia moves to her aunt in London. She's never met her aunt and the only thing she knows about her is her name, Louise Teasdale. When she moves to this small family she will love, hate, let tears fall, let mouths kiss and let dreams come true. What Felicia doesn't know is that the move to London will change her life, forever...

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FELICIAS P.O.V

“Hello?” I answered the phone.

“Hi, it’s me!” Lovisa said.

“I can hear that! So, what’s up?”

“I just got the biggest news EVER!”

“What?”

“I’m coming to London with my dad to look at flats!”

“Are you serious?!”

“Would I ever joke about something like this?”

“OMG! You’re moving to London?!”

“Yup!”

“When are you coming to look at flats?”

“Probably next week or the week after that!”

“Yeey! We’re gonna have so much fun! And you have to meet my new friends!”

“You’ve been there about one day and you already got friends?”

“Geez, thanks!”

“I didn’t mean it like that, and you know it!”

“Okay, well, yeah I’ve got new friends and you’ll love them!”

“Alright.”

“I promise! But I have to go now, I’ll talk to you tomorrow?”

“Yes, of course!”

Bye! I love you!”

“I love you too! Bye!”

After that we hung up. I turned around to walk in to the kitchen once more. I saw Harry on the floor, cleaning it with a wet towel. I laughed slightly, he was cleaning the same spot over and over again.

“You need some help with that?” I asked, slightly amused.

He jumped at the sound of my voice and his head shot up in my direction.

“I’m fine.” He said. This boy was so stubborn.

“Doesn’t look like it. Here give me that.” I said and took the wet towel in his hand.

I put it under hot water and poured some soup at it. Then I went and sat down next to Harry and started cleaning. As I thought, the dirty spot disappeared within seconds. He got another wet towel and we cleaned the rest of the room together. We were done about half an hour later.  

“By the way, where did the rest go?” I asked.

“They went to the photo shoot to get styled, I’m going there now so you could get a ride with me.” He said.

“Yeah, sure!”

“Great then let’s get ready and get going!” He said with a smile. He got up from the floor and went to the hallway. I followed him and grabbed my jacket from a chair. I put it on and could see Harry waiting in the doorway for me to get ready. He had his car keys in his hand and was playing with them. He stared in to my eyes.

“Are you ready?” He said.

“Uhm, yeah.” I said. I couldn’t help but notice how amazingly beautiful his eyes were. His green eyes were mixed up with a light shade of blue and when he smiled they lit up like I’ve never seen before.

“What?” He asked with an confused expression on his face.

“Huh?” I said. I felt so dumb whenever I said that even though I knew why he was so confused, I obviously were staring longer than I thought. I have a tendency of doing that a lot.

“You were staring.” He said. It felt like my cheeks were burning up with embarrassment.

“No I wasn’t…” I said and looked down at my shoes. He sighed deeply.

“Let’s go, shall we?”

“We shall!” I said and followed him out the door. There were screaming girls everywhere once we got outside. Harry turned to look at me and I think he noticed the frightened expression on my face. He put a hand on the small of my back and we hurried together to the black van. He opened my door and let me get inside the car before running over to his side to get in himself.

“What was that all about?” He asked when he was trying to drive away from all the girls.

“I don’t do crowds.” Was all I said. 

“Alright then.” He said. We talked and laughed the whole way to the studio. When we got there it was, once again, a massive crowd of screaming and crying girls. Harry got outside and ran to my side and opened my door. He took my hand and we ran through the crowd and were led in to the studio by two big security guards. We got inside but Harry didn’t let go of my hand. I didn’t mind though. We walked through a few rooms and corridors before we entered the room where the boys and Lou were. When we walked inside they all looked at us. Niall, Louis and Liam were sitting on the sofa and Zayn was being styled by Lou. All of their eyes were lowered to my and Harrys interlocked hands. I instantly released my hand from his and put it in my pocket. I felt Harrys eyes burning on me. I didn’t do anything, instead I just walked over to Lou. She hugged me tight.

“What was that all about?” She whispered barely hearable in my ear.

“Nothing.” I whispered back. She pulled away and gave me a look that say ‘I don’t believe that for a second’. I just sighed. I looked at the boys, they were all sitting around Harry (Except for Zayn, cause he was waiting for Lou to continue styling him). I walked an sat down next to Harry. They all got quiet at the sight of me.

“What are you talking about?” I asked. They cleared their throats and sat back down in the sofa. An awkward silence filled the room. “fine don’t tell me…” I thought to myself. Harry turned to me and smiled. I returned the smile.

“Do you want anything to drink?” he asked.

“Yes please.” I replied. He smiled and walked over to a fridge in the corner of the room. He opened it and grabbed to bottles of water. He returned and handed me one of them. I smiled thankfully at him. I could feel the boys eyes burning on my skin as I took the bottle from Harry. Harry sat down next to me.

“Okay, Niall you’re next!” Lou said. Niall got up and a few seconds later Zayn took his seat next to Louis.

“Vas Happenin’?!” He said and winked at me. I laughed at his catchphrase.

“Not much, really. You?” I said.

“I’m just looking at the most beautiful girl ever.” He said and winked again.

“Oh, really?” I said, flirting back.

“Oh, yeah!” He said with a flirty smile. He leaned closer as if he was going to kiss me. Just then a blonde small girl barged in to the room and Zayn quickly leaned back.

“Hello guys!” She yelled as she entered the room. She walked straight to Zayn and got seated on his lap. I was speechless. She kissed him on the lips and smiled once they parted. She turned my way.

“Hi, I’m Perrie! Zayn’s girlfriend.” She said and held out a hand. I shook it.

“Felicia.” I said and smiled at her. If that was his girlfriend, then why did he flirt with me?

“Wow…” Harry said from beside me.

“What?” I said and looked at him. He was looking at his iPhone. He looked at me with his mouth open and just gave me his phone. I looked at it and my mouth dropped. He was on Twitter, looking at tweets from some fans. The thing he and I got surprised by was, the tweets were all about me! I’ve known these guys for a day and their whole fandom already knew about me. ‘@CarlyStyles231 why do you hang out with such a ugly girl like her?’ ‘@Directioner123 eww, she’s a whore’

‘@jade_malik Why don’t @FeliciaLucie just kill her self?’ But in the sea of hate tweets there actually were some nice ones;

‘@JustAFling_ @Harry_Styles and @FeliciaLucie would actually make a cute couple!’ and ‘@NiallsGirl_167 @FeliciaLucie is beautiful’. But the hate tweets were the ones that really got to me. I quickly wiped away the single tear that slowly rolled down my cheek.

“They’re just jealous, love.” Liam said as he read some of them. The boys agreed with him. I just couldn’t think of anything they would be jealous of, as a starter I wasn’t pretty at all, I hardly knew the boys…of course the fans didn’t know that. As I scrolled through Harrys Twitter I came by a photo of him and I. It was from when we walked through the crowd of fans. We were holding hands. This wasn’t good! The fans would think we were dating and I would get even more hate. And what about Harry? The fans would think he was dating a girl like me! I felt bad for him. I felt the tears burning in my eyes. I didn’t want to cry infront of these guys so I tried the first thought that came to my mind to get out from here. I loved hanging out with these boys but I really didn’t want them to see me cry plus an awkward tension was hanging in the air between me and Zayn after his girlfriend arrived, so I just wanted to get out from here.

“Uhm…Lou?” Both Lou’s and Louis’ heads shot up as I said it.

“Oh, you mean her…” Louis muttered.

“Yes, dear?” She said with a warm smile.

“Is it okay if I leave? I can grab a cab and just go straight home, I need to unpack.” I said. It was the first thing that came to my mind.

“I already unpacked it all for you.” she said. Shit.

“But can’t I go home anyway? I need to fix some stuff.” I said. I really didn’t have anything to fix though, I just really wanted to get out from here. I couldn’t stand the tension and I just felt like crying after Twitter.

“Why do you want to go home so badly?” Zayn spoke up. I looked at him and he had a worried facial expression.

“Nevermind…” I muttered and left Harrys phone on the sofa before I went out of the door. I slammed the door after me and ran. I ran through the massive building before the cold London air filled my pores. I stopped in my track and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath. I tried to not think about all the girls screaming around me. They screamed my name but I didn’t bother opening my eyes. After a few minutes the girls screamed even louder. Just then I opened my eyes. Liam and Harry ran my direction. They stopped once they reached me. I could tell on their red cheeks that they’ve been looking for me ever since I left. They both were breathing heavy and waited a second before they began talking.

“Why did you ran off like that?” Liam almost screamed at me.

“You got us all worried sick!” Harry yelled. I couldn’t look them in the eyes. Instead I looked at the girls behind them. Some of them were crying, screaming and some were even filming and taking pictures with their phones and cameras.

“Answer us, Felicia!” Liam said. This time I looked at him.

“I-I just couldn’t handle it.” Was all I could say. This was all overwhelming to me. And the crowd behind us was getting me nervous. I started shaking and hyperventilating, looking at the massive crowd of girls. Harry followed my eyes and turned around to see all the fans. He turned back to me. He knew why I was acting like this.

“Let’s get you inside, yeah?” He said and put a calm hand on my back. I nodded and let them lead me inside. They led me to a corner in the hall, so that the fans wouldn’t see us through the glass door. Harry put his arm around me, side-hugging me. I started to calm down a bit and stopped hyperventilating.

“Are you okay?” He asked. I didn’t reply, I just hid my face in his neck. He put the other arm around me and hugged me tightly. I put my arms around his waist. The tears were now streaming down my face.

“Hey, hey, don’t cry!” He comforted me.

“Why are you crying, love?” Liam said. I had almost forgotten that he was even here.

“They hate me!” I cried.

“They just don’t know you!” Liam said. I pulled away from Harry. I didn’t cry as much anymore. I tried to believe Liam but I just couldn’t. You didn’t need to know me to tell if I was pretty or not and that was what most of the tweets were about. I took a deep breath and thanked myself for choosing waterproof make up. At the end of the corridor I saw Louis and Niall running in our direction.

“Where were you? We were so worried!” Niall said as they got closer to us.

“Where’s Zayn?” I said, ignoring his questions.

“He’s saying goodbye to Perrie.” He said. Perrie. Her name lingered in my head longer that it should have. I mean, nothing really happened between Zayn and I, did it?

“Felicia, are you listening to us?” Louis said, pulling me away from my thoughts.

“No, sorry. What did you say?” I asked. He sighed.

“I said, we might want to head back to Lou.”

“Right, yeah.” I mumbled. I actually didn’t want to head back cause that means I would see Zayn. I sighed and followed the boys back. On our way we passed a dark corridor. I turned my head to look what was in there and I swear I saw something hiding around a corner when I looked in there. I stopped and waited for another sign. The boys had moved on without noticing I had stopped. A face showed behind the same corner but disappeared before I could blink. I felt my heart racing and I ran away to catch up with the boys. I bumped in to Harry and he fell to the ground.

“Woah! What was that for?” He said.

“I-I…” I tried but couldn’t find the right words. I turned around to look in the way we came for but no one was there. I sighed. What did I see back there? Or rather, who did I see?

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