Ericka's Opus: The Journey of Discovering Myself

Ericka Madison Horan. The 15 year old daughter of Niall Horan and Olivia Horan (former Carsons/Clifton). Only child, plays soccer like her mom and writes music like her dad. When she was about 8, she's been working on composing one of the greatest opus of all time, and hasn't stopped since. Most would say that's something a prodigy would do, but it's her past time. But when something from the past comes up that could change her life, Ericka realizes that life is not just about the music, it's about the journey. (Third installment of Start of Something New trilogy)


11. Annie

She had ginger blonde hair wrapped up in a ponytail. She had blue eyes and freckles on her face. Her leg was in a wrap and she was being pushed by a nurse.

"Why don't we introduce ourselves to her?" I suggest to Jarret.

"Ericka, are you serious? The receptionist could be back any minute and we might see who your father is!"

I roll my eyes and ignore him. I grab a chair and pull it next to the girl. "Hi. How's it going?" I start.

She looks at me like I'm crazy, and then sighs. "Not okay," she answers in a British accent, "I got out of ICU after tearing my ACL and having surgery but I have to be on crutches for a while and I just hate it!"

"Don't worry. Last year, I got a high ankle sprain from playing soccer and I was on a boot for quite some time. And I love playing soccer. But I sat on the sideline."

The girl leans back in her wheelchair. "But that's the problem. I act and I got a role in a play that I really wanted to be in and now my understudy has to take my place! I was so excited but now my dreams are crushed."

I take a deep breath, and begin to talk to her, "Look, your dreams will not be crushed just by a little accident." I stop for a brief moment. "Okay, a serious accident that cost surgery. But that doesn't mean that it can't stop you from having fun."

I feel someone tap my shoulder. I look behind me and no one was there. "Missed me?" I hear Jarret sitting next to me.

"So who are you two?" The girl asked. "Are you two dating?" My eyes widen.

"Oh, no! We are just friends." I straighten out with her.

"But if you must know, I'm Jarret." Jarret introduces himself.

"And I'm Ericka. Spelled E-R-I-C-K-A." Everyone spells my name wrong every time!

"I'm Annie." The girl introduces herself.

"Annie? You alright?" I hear a man's voice from behind Annie. Suddenly, someone looking a lot like Annie appears behind her. "Who are your friends?"

"Oh, sorry. Dad, this is Jarret and Ericka. Ericka, Jarret, this is my dad."

We both stick out our hands and shake it with Annie's dad. While shaking mine, he stops. "You two look very familiar. What are your last names?"

I look at Jarret as he looks at me. Then he replies. "Styles." Pointing to himself.

"Horan." I point to myself.

Annie's dad looks at us with huge beaming eyes. And then squeezes us. "Oh, you don't know how long I've been waiting to meet you guys!"

"Uh, what are you saying?" Jarret asked.

Annie's dad sighs from excitement, and speaks. "I knew your dads. And his mates. I'm Ed Sheeran. I was great friends with your dads."

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