Looking For Miranda [Book: 1]

"We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone."

Miranda runs away, love lost, body broken, will she find love? Or will it eventually tear her up inside? Will she ever trust anyone besides her best-friend, or can two boys open her eyes to something she thought she had lost in the past?

One Direction Fanfiction.


43. Chapter Forty Two ღ

Guys, I'm crying. This is the last chapter!!! 

But the epilogue and sequel notice will be posted next week!!

I decided to make the epilogue just be a part of the sequel. 

ANY IDEAS FOR THE SEQUEL NAME?? I have a few, but I'd like some more ;)


Oh, and PLEASE read the bottom author's note.


~Miranda's POV~


"You like my kicks? Lemme kick ya.

Like a Twilight fan Imma bite ya,

Turn around, lemme cee-lo forget ya!"


Eleanor, Trent, and I ran and danced around my room singing Cher Lloyd, I needed to get the boys to let me meet her. I would love that, she's one of my favorite female singers.

"Well, that was tiring, so I'm gonna get food." I stopped dancing and went into the kitchen.

"Just an excuse to get food!" I flipped Trent the bird, knowing she wouldn't take it bad, because we always had a different relationship than everyone else.

I grabbed a banana, I don't know why, but I felt like fruit. That was all I could find of that category. 

Walking back into the bedroom, I watched as El and Trent fought over which song to listen to next, Trent wanted The Fray, which I agreed on, but Eleanor wanted One Direction. WHy would she want that if she could ask them to sing at any time?

"Hey hey hey! Let's come to a civil agreement, I decide! So whoever can guess what color hair band is in my hair gets to decide." I had my hair up in a messy bun, with two hair bands, so this would be easier. They were both purple, so good luck to them.

"Green?" I shook my head no to Trent, "Purple?" Wow, I had no idea how Eleanor got it. But she put her phone on the dock, turning it to 'Little Things'.

"Miranda, I know I've hurt you, so much, but I can't live without you. I could barely get by without you. I need you and I hope you see that I will try my best to not hurt you. Even if I do, I hope we can get past anything that stands in our way. With this, I am formally asking you to be my girlfriend." That was most certainly NOT the song. It was so much more. I thought we were gonna keep it to ourselves, but it was fine if he did this.

"Where's Niall?" I looked to the two girls, they had the widest grins on their faces.

"Hey babe." Niall came up behind me. Trent and El left us in my bedroom, giving us privacy.

"We talked about this last night you know?" I chuckled, "Yeah, I just wanted to do something kind of special. And I want to know if you want this as much as I do. I want to call you mine."

"Yes. A million times yes." I wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning up to kiss him. His tongue grazed my bottom lip, begging for entrance, I granted it willingly. Our tongues danced together as though they were ballerinas. Wow, way to ruin it, Miranda. But I couldn't help but notice the butterflies that he gave me, the way my eyes lit up at the sight of him, and the way it felt to hold him and to have him hold me.

"Babe, I love you so much." He pulled away, gasping for breath and leaning against the wall. I didn't know what to say, I didn't know if I loved him or not, "I love you too." It was just involuntary. I had just told THE Niall Horan that I loved him after he told it to me.


I could feel the smile on his lips as we continued kissing, making me smile. 

I loved Niall Horan. I loved Niall Horan? It just hit me what I had told him seconds before. 


I said that already, didn't I? Well I think I was just going crazy, but I was just fine with that.

As if this day could get worse, I mean, it was already almost three o'clock. It was one of the best days of my life, honestly. And I wasn't getting too many amazing days lately.

I'm pretty sure that I jinx myself with any and everything I say or think.

My phone rang, which was a duck quack, classy huh? I grabbed it out of my back pocket, excusing myself from Niall.

I locked myself in the bathroom, a quiet area that I could listen. I looked, it was my Grandma calling. I hadn't talked to her in about a week or two. I was glad she called.

"Hey Grams." I smiled into the phone, soon after feeling like an idiot, she couldn't see me.

There was a sniff sound on the other line, "Miranda. Grandma is in the hospital. She went into something called a cardiac arrest." My little sister, Jilly was on Grams' phone. 

I almost dropped my phone, how did this happen? The last time I saw her she was in perfect condition!

"Jill, now tell me, is she in critical condition. I am coming back as soon as possible." My voice was serious, "Yes, she's in critical condition. Hurry."  I hung up, rushing back into my room.

"What happened?" Niall came up to me, I was throwing all of my belongings into suitcases.

"My grandma, she's in the hospital. I need to get home." "Aww love. I'm so sorry. I'll get us tickets back to California." I looked up, "Us? You can't come, it'll ruin your tour! I can't do that to you, I'll ask Trent to come back with me." He shook his head.

"No. I'm coming whether you like it or not. Trent can come too. You can't go through this alone, even if you don have your sister and aunts. The next concert is in four weeks. The signings won't miss me, neither will the interviews. I am coming." I couldn't argue, especially with him getting the tickets. 

He left my room, going to call to get three tickets and pack.

Trent came back in, "Babe, I'm so sorry. I'm coming with you for sure. Right now I'm gonna go pack though." I nodded and she was off, leaving me to my thoughts.

My grandma was one of the only people I had that were a connection to my mom. I couldn't, no I wouldn't lose her. If I lost her, my aunt, or my sister, or Niall, I would panic. I had lost my parents already, I wasn't gonna lose anyone else.

I couldn't lose her. No. I just couldn't. I mean, hasn't the world given me enough grief? Enough of living in a hell? Enough shit that almost made me give up on life? Yes, I did try killing myself when I was fifteen. It was three years ago, but it still rang through my mind as if I tried yesterday.

I had been broken too many times, I had lost too many people, I had had enough. Even if I lost my grandma, I was going to be there, I wasn't going to let her die while I toured the world with One Direction.


"I hope everything gets better for your grandma." Liam whispered in my ear as he gave me a hug goodbye. Harry did the same thing and so did Louis and El. Zayn couldn't come, due to having a cold.

"I'll be back, don't worry. And I do too." I looked to Liam. The three of us, Niall, Trent, and I, headed to the plane, luggage in tow.

This was going to be a long plane ride.


Don't kill me.

I had to end it with suspense.

I know, but this will make you guys want to read the sequel (;



Any ideas for the name of the sequel?


I love all of you so much for reading this. 

It meant so much to know how many people loved this and read throughout the time I wrote it.

I loved all of your comments, even if I disagreed.

I love the feedback and the fans that I have gotten through this single Movella.

I love you guys so much and just want you to know that!

Thank you. 


Mwah <33


Danni :)





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