Back For You-Niall Horan Fanfic

Georgia was a regular directioner... like so many teenage girls on this planet. She lives with her sister and her mum, whose wages aren't getting them anywhere. When there is soon not enough money to feed all three of them, something has to be done. What will happen when Georgia discovers that all the family she knew weren't really her family and moves to London to her real blood and flesh?


2. Chapter 2: Meeting One Direction

I was sitting on the plane, and let me tell you, I have REALLY bad luck on planes. I will always end up being stuck between the fat guy in the white tux with all the gold rings (the rich guy) and some guy who looks like a hobo (the not-so-rich guy). I was on my way to London.

I had already moved on out of my timezone in Sydney, and it was killing me. I decided that  I would try to get used to it later on, when I was in London. I put my headphones in and played it on shuffle. Lullaby by Nickelback came on. Just the song I need to go to sleep.

I know the feelin of findin yourself stuck out on a ledge

And there ain't no healin from cuttin yourself with the jagged edge

I'm tellin you that

It's never that bad

Take it from someone who's been where you're at

Laid out on the floor and you're not sure

You can take this anymore

Just give it one more try to a lullaby

And turn this up on the radio.....

That's when I dozed off.


I'm not sure how long I was asleep for, but I was woken up by an air hostess shaking me by the shoulders.

'Miss, the plane has landed in London,' she said in a thick Brittish accent. 'So sorry to wake you!'

'Oh no, don't be. Thanks.' I replied, picking up a bag and trudging down the aisle.

I really hoped I spotted them so I wasn't standing there looking like a dork. But, wait, it's Zayn Malik! How the hell do I miss that?

I stepped into the crisp morning air of London. England is so much colder than Australia. I grabbed my red jumper and pulled it over my head. Shivering, I collected my luggage and went inside. Heaters. Thank goodness for heaters.

I looked around for Zayn. I spotted him. Not only had I spotted Zayn, but I also noticed four other very familiar people that go by the name of Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, Niall Horan and Liam Payne. Right now is a perfect time not to trip or do something stupid. Zayn turned his head in my direction, laughing at something Niall said, and then he saw me. He ran over to me and smiled.

'Hey, are you Georgia?'

'Yep, that's me!'

'Zayn, nice to meet you. I'm your brother... apparently!' He said with a laugh.

Thank goodness he likes me.

'I know, that's what I was thinking!' I replied, joy filling me from head to toe that we could get along, and that he likes me. Heck, I'm happy that one of my five idols is my brother, Zayn Malik!

Over his shoulder, I saw the guys running towards us, with Niall slowly walking behind.

'Hey, you must be Zayn's sister! I'm Harry.' Harry smiled.

'HEYYYYYY, YOU'RE GEORGIA!' cried Louis, running up behind Harry.

I laughed at his strange sense of humour that I loved so much.

'I've seen you somewhere!' I couldn't help but add sarcastically. Zayn laughed.

'Probably on the front page of a magazine with the main heading being "World's Sexiest Man".' He said, striking a pose. I laughed.

'I'm Liam. And you are nothing like Zayn!' Laughed Liam.

It's true. I have blonde curly hair with blue eyes. He has black/brown hair and dark eyes. He's taller than me as well.

Slowly, Niall walked up, his head down. I had a bit of a crush on Niall, but no one knew that. My friends Melissa and Georgia (another Georgia, not me) told our little group their celebrity crushes, and they were never left alone for it. I didn't like the idea of that, so I didn't tell anyone.

'Hi....' Niall said shyly, looking up. He blushed and looked back down at the ground.  

'Hi Niall!' I said cheerily. 'I'm Georgia.'

'I know... I'm Niall...'

'Yeah, but she already knew that!' Zayn said with a short laugh.

'I did  already know that, yes.' I smiled.

'Alright, we're going to show you to your new home!' Zayn picked up a suitcase and showed me the way out of the airport.

One Direction likes me? Check. But I'm not so sure about Niall. He's not the same cheery, happy guy that I saw in interviews and on the internet. I would talk to Zayn about it later.

Until then, I was just overjoyed that Zayn, Harry, Liam and Louis don't have anything against me.

A/N: Thank you all my lovely readers! So so so so happy that people left comments asking me.... DEMANDIND me to update! :D!!!!!! That means you like it! (great detective work, right?) Interested in my story? Feedback please! Thanks to those two people who commented! P.S. Sorry for any typos, I'm on my laptop and the keyboard is a bit weird. :)


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