Change My Mind (a One Direction Fanfic)

Melanie Turner is newly 18, and recently graduated from High School. When she moves to London to study music (and hopefully make it as a music artist) she decides to room with someone that will change her life forever.


3. Landing

Melanie's POV


After my long flight and my refusal to use the airplane "lavatory," I really had to go pee...  So right after I grabbed my carry ons and got off the plane, I ran to the nearest bathroom and relieved my poor bladder of pain. 

Heathrow airport is extremely busy, and really big.  When I got all my bags and such (which is a lot considering I'm moving...) I looked around for my brother who was supposed to be picking me up. I looked and looked, but couldn't see him anywhere! Irritated, I called him, only I got his voicemail.  I kept looking around, and finally saw a shortish ginger haired guy with a blue jacket on.

"Ed?" I shouted questioningly.

The guy looked around, and when he saw me, started waving and jumping up and down. So Ed was picking me up! How fun! 

I rushed as fast as I could to him, my brown hair blowing behind me.  He opened is arms real wide like he used to, and I jumped into them with and all my might.  Ed swept me off my feet and twirled me around laughing and holding onto me tightly.  When he put me down I looked into his smiling eyes, and he looked into mine.  

"You've grown!" he said chuckling.

"You haven't," I replied jokingly.  He gave me a playful look, and I gave it to him right back.

"Your personality hasn't changed though, miss Melanie Turner," Ed said smiling.

"Neither has yours, as far as I can tell," I said, hugging him again. He hugged me back, and helped me with my luggage.  I love Ed's hugs.  They're so thorough, and so meaningful.  I really did miss him.  


After a long wait, we caught a cab. "Where you headed?" the cabbie asked.

"2467 South Maple Lane," Ed told the cabbie, buckling his seatbelt.  

"Alright then."


The ride to my brother's flat (as Ed called it) was about half an hour.  It took a long time because of traffic... Which I'm used to, living in LA my whole life and all.  When the cab dropped us off and we unloaded my bags and bags of luggage, my brother was waiting outside his building for us.  When I saw him, my whole body lit up.

I put my hands on my hips and gave him a good long stare, smirking the whole time.

"Hey frick face," I said. 

"If it isn't the Royal Pain," he replied in his deeper voice.  We were both smiling grins from ear to ear.  I couldn't take it anymore.  I ran as fast as I could into his arms and he scooped me up and hugged me real tight.  "I missed you little sis."

"I missed you more," I said, my eyes starting to fill with tears.  Meanwhile Ed stood there smiling...  He's really calm. 

He released me from his big strong arms, and we just studied each other for a minute.  He still had the same brownish-blackish hair-- but at the moment it was messy.  He had the same sea green eyes, and the only real difference I saw in my big brother that I loved so much was his thicker stubble, muscular arms, height increase, and voice deepening.  

"You've grown!" my brother exclaimed, "and it looks like puberty's gotten the best of you." 

"Josh!" I said, taken aback. I hit his arm playfully, but hard enough to prove my point that I was embarrassed. I felt my cheeks start to get hot. 

"Aren't I right, Ed?" 

I looked back at Ed to hear his response.

"You're right Josh! I mean look at her," he said with a brotherly wink.  

"Ugh, you guys are so embarrassing!" I said, covering my face. 

"Don't cover your face, Mel! You've just gotten prettier since the last I've seen you," Josh said.

"Thanks Joshie," I said, kissing his cheek and hugging him again.  

After all of that was over, we brought my bags inside and Josh showed me to my room.  I didn't unpack anything-- I was planning on living out of my suitcase for a while.  I needed to find a place to actually be living-- Josh's flat was a bit too far away from my college, and my college sadly doesn't supply nice dorms.  All I've heard is that they're just nasty...  I think I should probably find a flat and share it with someone.  That way living on my 'own' wouldn't be as lonely.  At the moment I was so happy to see Ed and my brother though, that nothing else mattered.

 I would think about my flat, and hopefully flat mate, tomorrow. 

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