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.


32. Chapter Thirty One




I think you guys can make it 200 by may?!?!?!?!? Maybe 180?



~Miranda's POV~


I changed in a matter of five minutes, into my green short shorts and my light blue tank top. I was going simple today.

I pulled on my black Vans and grabbed my phone and about 50 bucks.

It would be a few minutes before the boys showed up, I thought, so I took a popsicle and went out onto the front porch.

"What are you two doing out here? You still have a few minutes." I asked when I saw the two teenage boys.

"We didn't take long, and we didn't feel like waiting. I don't know if you know this, but you are fun to hang out with." Niall said.

"Well I did know that. I put the awe in awesome!" I smiled a cheeky smile.

"Okay, so where are we going?" I looked up at the two. They smirked. "That's for us to know and you to find out." 

They started putting a blindfold on my eyes, but I whacked it away, "I hate blindfolds, and I despise surprises."

I yelled and ran away, heading towards the field in which  was told we met.

"Wrong way! We were going to go this way!" The boy with the curly hair yelled to me.

"Screw it! I want to go this way!" I stopped and looked back.

They gave up and started after me, I wasn't going to let them catch me, so I ran as fast as I could to the little playground on the other side of the grass.

"Waaaiiiiitttt!!!" I heard an Irish accent shout in my (One) direction. (Haha, I made a joke. Cuz you know, One Direction? No, okay. Sorry.)

"Catch me if you can! Bitch!" I shouted to him.

"I ain't no female dog!!!" He stopped as I did. "I'd gladly be your bitch, don't mind my friend Niall over here." Harry came up to me, he didn't stop after me.

"Push me." He looked confused, "On the swing you little whore!" I laughed and ran over to the kiddie swings, the ones with the waist part.

"You will never fit!" Harry smiled, "Oh yes I will, you calling me fat though?" I raised an eyebrow and climbed onto the suspended chair, standing in it.

"Don't fall, I don't want to carry you back." "Don't worry, Harry would have to help you anyways, Niall." I crouched down, man was it hard to stay balanced.

"People are looking at us weirdly." Harry whispered to me as he pushed me back and forth.

"Ha, they act like they've never seen a teenage girl in a kid swing. Psh. Faster Harry faster!" I squealed, it sounded kind of wrong and made Niall smile, woah, that rhymed. But anyways, he pushed me faster and did an underdog, my favorite!

I sound like a child, I know, but you only have one life to live, right? Why not live it to the fullest? 

"You're going to fall Mir', be careful." The swing started whipping around wildly, due to the wind, with me in it. I was twisting and turning and I about felt ready to puke.

"Get. Me. Down!!!" I said when I was on the side Niall and Harry were watching me from.

"Nahh, I like seeing you like this, it turns me on." With that I remembered something. (Chapter Twenty Two/ not exact words though)

*Memory Thingy*


The door creaked as I slid it open, "Shit." I told myself, but the curly haired figure didn't seem to notice.

Like a ninja, which I am, my legs moved swiftly across the carpet, jumping and landing on this boy as I pounced.

I smashed my lips onto his and he happily obliged.

"I thought you said I couldn't kiss you." Harry broke the kiss, I grinned at my bending the rules I precedingly had set.

"Yupp, but I didn't say I couldn't kiss you."

"Well played Evans, well played. But you know, surprises turn me on." He kissed me again.


*Present / No More Memory Thingy*


"Mir', Miranda. Earth to Miranda!!!!" A blonde moy was in my face, I stumbled out of the swing and, being my clumsy self, fell onto my leg. It didn't look very right.

"Is my leg supposed to bend this way?" I whispered and looked up. It hurt a lot but I wasn't a real crier, only at emotional things, not physical.

"Yes, you are sitting on it." I realized that it was just under my fat ass and it landed on a sharp woodchip.

"Well, it felt like I was being stabbed. Thank you." Niall helped me up and I realized Harry wasn't there.

"Where's Harry? WE'VE LOST MY CHILD OH MY! HELP ME FIND MY CHILD WHERE IS HE! I CAN NOT LOSE MY BABY BOY!!!!!" I dramatasized and Niall laughed his annoyingly cute laugh.

"He's found a friend, over there." I looked to where Niall's hand pointed and sure enough, Harry was running around with a little girl. She looked like a mini Trent. I noticed she didn't have any hair though, but she was amazingly beautiful though.

"Oh my gosh she's so cute! Let's go play with them!" I pulled the Irishman behind me and we ran up to the two children.

"Hi." The little girl said as we approached. "Hi sweety, what's your name?" I beamed at the girl, I loved kids.

"I'm Lottie, you're very pretty by the way." She looked into my eyes and her's were crystal grey, breathtaking.

"Thank you Lottie, but if anybody is pretty, it's you, I absolutely love your eyes, how old are you? Oh, I'm Miranda by the way, but you can call me Mir'." I loved this girl already.

"I'm 6 years old. I love my eyes too. Are you a famous person too?" She probably knew the boys from One Direction, duh, stupid Miranda.

"Oh, no, I'm just these boy's friend. What are you doing all alone out here in the park?" I asked, "Oh, I'm not alone. My friend Delia is reading a book over there, and my home is right there." She pointed to a little lady, probably about late 30s or early 40s, and the children's hospital a block away. I'll say, there was a lot over by where my Gram's house was.

"Oh, you live in the hospital?" Niall wondered, it was kind of rude I thought. I nudged him, but she didn't seem to mind.

"Oh, yes I do. And Delia is my caretaker they tell me, but I call her my friend. My mommy and daddy passed away when I was 4. They had cancer too, they met in a hospital when they were kids too!" 

Her story was so cute. Nobody deserved cancer, especially not a little girl. Her parents were gone, I knew how she felt and I wiped a tear from my eye.

"My parents are gone too, so we have things in common! What is your favorite fairytale?" I decided to change the subject, not wanting her to possibly get upset.

"Oh! I love fairytales so much! Shrek isn't really one I guess, it's a movie, but I love that one!" I smiled and took her hand.

"I love Shrek too, do you want to ask your friend if we can get ice cream?" She nodded furiously, and we ran over to Delia with the boys trailing behind us, I had a feeling they were surprised at my conversation with Lottie.

"Delee!! Delee!! Can we go out for ice cream!? This is my new best friend Miranda, but you can call her Mir'. And these are her friends. She likes Shrek too!" I loved this Lottie's attitude, she was so full of life and enthusiasm. It reminded me of Louis.

"Hi, I'm Miranda. My friend here, Harry was playing tag with Lottie, so Niall here and I decided to meet her too. I hope we aren't any bother." I smiled nicely at the woman.

"Oh, no bother at all, Lottie loves making friends, and I think we can go get ice cream, I have a few dollars." Her smile was warm and comforting, like the smell of cinnamon.

"Please, no. Let us treat, we have enough money for all of us. Please, save your money." Niall offered, what a gentleman.

"Well if you insist. Okay." The nice old woman got up and Lottie grabbed her right hand eager.

"ICE CREAM!" Lottie was strong for a six year old, she started trying to pull us, but we just kind of laughed and went along with it. Niall and Harry decided to become part of our human chain and Harry grabbed my free hand while Niall was on the right side of him.

I decided to be a child, so I started singing, "We're off to see the wizard! The Wonderful Wizard of Oz!" I skipped happily and the others just walked, well, besides Lottie. She was more enthusiastic than me.


"I'll have a Blue moon in a waffle cone please." I was last to order, and Niall payed the bill for the five of us.

The boys and Lottie were chatting it up and I had a chance to talk to Delia.

"It's a shame such a bright spirit has to go through all of this. Nobody deserves to lose their parents to cancer. And to top it off, have cancer." I shook my head and Delia agreed.

"Yes, but she is a good trooper. She's been in my care for three years. She's like a little granddaughter to me. I knew her parents too." 

"What type of cancer does she have?" I asked, hoping to not sound too pushy. "Lottie has Gastric, or stomach cancer. Her mom had this, and her dad had lung cancer. They were a beautiful couple, it was a shame when they passed on." I saw a tear slip out of her eye, she was probably close to them.

"Were you really close to them?" I grabbed her hand, which made her smile a little, "Yes. I was Lottie's mother's mom's best friend, I'm Lottie's Godmother also. I miss them so." A couple more tears came rolling down her cheeks and I just had to hug her.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be pinning this on you." She looked me in the eyes.

"It's fine, I understand, I've lost people dear to me too."

"You know what, I like you, Miranda." She pinched my cheek and it turned cherry red, as it did whenever people touched my face.

"I have that affect on people." A giggle escaped my lips, she was like my mom, but when I was younger, probably around 12.

"Miranda! Will you and Nall and Hair come and see me at my home?" I smiled at her mispronunciation of Harry and Niall's names.

"Yes!!! Niall and Harry and I would absolutely love to! That is, if you allow it." I looked to Delia.

"Of course! You kids seem very nice! And I would love to get to know you better, Miranda. What do you say about Monday at 7 pm?" It was Friday today and she looked at all of us.

"I can do that." "Me too!" "I have nothing, but now I do! Do you mind if I bring my friend, she's like my sister." I asked.

"No problem! I will be in the hospital lobby waiting, and your friend/sister can come. I'm sure Lottie would love to meet her, right?" The little girl nodded her fuzzy head with a wide grin.

"Alrightio! Well now that you spoiled your lunch, I have to go make it." Delia, Harry, Niall, Lottie and I left. Parting ways, Delia promised to skype us tomorrow.




"Miranda. Miranda wake up!" I slapped Trent in the boob when she tried pulling me out of my colud of a bed.

"Bitch you did not." I opened my left eye to see her leap onto me.

"RAPE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP ME I'M BEING RAPED!!!" I shouted, Liam came in with a baseball bat, "Where'd you get that?" Trent looked at him, while being on top of me.

"I'm not sure, stop raping your best friend." He pulled her off of me.

"Yeah, save it for him. Keep that cat inside of you until tonight." She shot me a death glare while Liam just stood awkwardly with her in his arms.

"I will!" She smirked as he carried her bridal style out of our room. I looked at the clock and realized that it was already  3 o'clock in the morning, a new low for her.

"Why did you wake me up now?!! And why are you up!???" I screamed, but I was replied to by a fit of laughs coming from the hallway.

I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep again, so I headed into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I took a shower and put on a pair of light green denim short shorts and my white lace tank top. I brushed my hair, it was naturally straight, so I kept it like that and applied eyeliner.

I didn't care if it was only 3 in the morning, I needed to look good for my invisible friend Phil. Haha, no. I just like the feeling when I looked nice.

I slipped on my black Vans again and went downstairs.

"Make me a sandwich whore, and make it with Nutella, bacon, peanut butter, and whipped cream." I told Trent when I saw her take bread.

"Only because I love you!" She basically shouted in my face.

"I love you too! Now make me a sandwich." She rolled her eyes and went back to sandwich making.

"Hurry up!!!" I whined and stomped my foot. "Shut your butt! It will be done in two second! I'm surprised we even had all the ingredients!" She handed me the yummy looking food.

I happily bit into it and finished it within two seconds at least.

"Yummy." My lips turned up into a smile to see Trent's eyes bug out.

"What? It isn't like you haven't seen me eat before." "Well I have, but not like that." She indicated with her hand how I ate. 

"Well that serves you right for waking me up at 3 in the fricking morning, my foodie needs are at their highest about now." I talked out of pure experience. I was always hungry at this time if I was up.

"True dat slut." I loved how we insulted each other, well not really insult, because it didn't affect us. We were like an old married couple.

"You know it! Queen of sluts baby! My motto is, If you're breathing, you ain't leaving... Da pussy." I cracked up at this point, falling my face into Trent's bahoobies. She slapped my butt and I shot up, that was a sensitive spot!

"Your have nice boobays." I loved saying them weirdly, I have no idea why. "Yes, yes I do."

"Where's Liam? I bet he likes them too." I nudged her. "He went back, and he loves them, not like." We were laughing hysterically again. 

I wonder who liked my boobies. 

I guess I'll just have to have a survey.




"So you wanna come meet Lottie? I want to surprise her today." I asked Trent, "Absolutely! Will they let you in though? Do you know her last name?"

Shit, I hadn't thought about that. "Uhm, I'll just ask if I could see Delia." Thank you awesome mind!

We walked over to the children's hospital, it was cute inside, green wall paint and pictures all around. I went up to the front desk and asked to see Delia.

A few minutes later, I saw her coming down the hall, I smiled and waved hello.

"Hi! I didn't know you were coming today, I said to come tomorrow! And who is this?" I introduced her to Trent and we went to see Lottie in her room.

It was really cute, purple walls, a little couch in a corner, a gummy bear lamp next to the couch, and the rest looked all hospital-ish. But I did notice a bunch of papers on the walls.

"Miranda!!" Lottie squealed and looked up from her coloring book.

"Lottie!!! This is Trent by the way." I went and gave the little angel a hug.

"Oh, what is on the walls everywhere?" I wondered.

"I like to draw, they're pictures of Delia and I that I drew." She beamed, taking pride in her work. The images didn't look like any normal child's work, they were special.

"They're beautiful." Trent came over and hugged her too.

"Well, I hate to rush you, seeing you just got here. But I'm afraid Lottie here has to go into chemotherapy right about now. It's scheduled, but you guys can come back tomorrow as planned! I hope you don't mind." Delia was a truly charming woman.

"It's cool, plus we'd want you to get better sooner! We will see you tomorrow then. Bye!" Trent and I exchanged hugs with the two and I pinched Lottie's cheeks.

"I'll draw you a picture tonight." Lottie whispered as I hugged her. I smiled at her and waved goodbye.

"She is an amazing young girl." Trent told me when we were walking home.

"Yes, I know I only met her yesterday, but I love her so much already." It was true, I loved her like a sister.

"C'mon let's go see the boys!" Trent pulled me as we ran to their house. 

"Oh my god! I forgot that we were going on tour in a month. I don't want to leave Lottie!" I stopped, "Damn. Well we'll see her a lot until then, and the tour is only for three months before we come back, then another six, maybe we could skype her." I agreed as she dragged me to the boys'.

"We're going to the pier tomorrow after the beach! Come with us if you dare!" Louis yelled right when we stepped in.

"We dare!" Trent screamed right back. I smiled.

I had never been to a pier. And I couldn't wait.



OH MY GOD!!! I haven't updated in a few weeks and I know I always say how sorry I am, but I really am. I decided to make it pretty long for you lovely people!!!

Okay, on to other matters... 

Don't worry, it isn't anything bad.

But anyways, do any of you beautiful sluts want to make me a trailer? I  have absolutely no idea how to, and I would probably fail anyways. 

I would appreciate it so much! And I'd dedicate the rest of the chapters to you, and do two other things of your choice!!! (If its appropriate) 

Okay, but if you are interested in being an amazing person and making me a trailer, maybe use some girl who looks a bit like the one on the cover, and you can make it to go along with the story. 

If you make one for me (I WOULD LOVE YOU), comment the URL and I'll check it out, if I have more than one really good ones, I'll pick it at random and I'd love all of you forever!!!

BYEE AND I LOVE YOU DO NOT FORGET!! (I'll love you so much more if you could make me a trailer ;)






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