Age is Just a Number, Love is Infinite

Fiahna is a twelve year old girl. She is a major directioner, and knows almost everything about them. She thinks about them all the time, she's dedicated. Finally, at the end of seventh grade her and her friends- Hanna, Allie, Elaha, and Jakelyn- got tickets to a One Direction concert! They were so excited, they made up dances to all of One Directions songs. Little did they know that would be the reason their dreams came true. What will happen? Is there any way that any of them could date a member of One Direction? Read on and find out :) xx


19. Recovery

Nialls POV

Two days later and my head still hurts like hell. I've had to spend a lot of time in my room sleeping- although I did now share a room with Fiahna, with a curtain to seperate us- and it's been really boring. With all of this time, I have nothing to do with, I have noticed some things I other wise wouldn't have. For one, all of the girls- and me- got calls from their parents seeing what's going on, excpet Fiahna. She didn't get one call, from her parents at least. She got a call from Ahna and Hannah- apparently a "Best friend in like the whole wide world, who would be here if she was a directioner but we've known each other for like ever", in Fiahna's words. Stirs up concerns, doesn't it? She hasn't shown anything about it, though, almost as if it was expected. It probably was though, seeing as when Fiahna moved in with us, it only took around two minutes for her mom to agree. The other girls took more than ten. I wanted to ask her, but wondered if it was something too big to explain. I had to try, I guess, I was dying of boredom anyway.

"Hey, Fiahna? I noticed that you didn't seem to get phone calls from... Oh nevermind, it's not important," I said, chickening out. She started chuckling a bit, and I looked over confused at her.

"My parents? Yeah, they don't call much. Not like it matters, I guess. Easy to be yourself if no ones bickering at you, or notices what you do. Get's fun," She said.

"You don't care at all?"

"As I said, you get used to it. I guess I sorta do, but I learned how to take care of myself. That's why I'm protective over my friends, mostly. Grow up fast, short childhood. I'm a child at heart forever now, at least." I still didn't understand why she didn't care that she really didn't have a childhood or parents.

"You're speaking your thoughts again," she laughed, turning to face me on her bed, "Besides, I did have parents in a way. I was always at a friends house, mostly Hannah and the girls," I made sure to shut my mouth as I thought this time. I guess that made sense. A home away from home, in a way. Then another thought occured.

"Then, why did your mom get those tickets?"

"It was the principles idea mainly, she had to be there and she just wanted me out of the house. Besides, the best they were was when I got awards and stuff like that. Complicated, I guess, but it doesn't matter. Just another piece of my life that no one knows about, except you now," She said. She never seemed like she was missing anything, she was so happy. I guess she was great at hiding things. "That reminds me, will you be going back to Ireland?" I thought about that before, and I was. I could tell Fiahna didn't want to go back to her parents, but I thought she might go with her sisters.

"Yeah, I am. Where are you going to go?"

"My sisters. The girls and I are thinking of visiting our old school and helping out a bit."

"That sounds really cool of you," We both smiled.



"Time to go home," Hanna said, walking in. Fiahna and I had just grabbed all of our stuff and we walked out. The fresh air felt so good on my face. It was way better than that sick smell in the hospital. My head still hurt a bit, but I'm sure I'll be fine by my flight. Until then I'm supposed to lay low and just relax, the same goes for Fiahna. We all got into the van and started our drive to the airport. It wasn't a quiet ride, at all, but none of our rides are so it was a good thing. We blasted music, acted strange, and just had a good time. Although, soon we arrived at the airport and went our seprate ways, the girls on one plane, boys on another, going the opposite way. Saying our goodbyes, I sighed and boarded the plane.


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