My life has changed

I've just moved to London with my dad because he's got a new job. My mam died when i was young so it's just been me and him. And I'm out shopping and bump into a lad with blonde hair, big blue eyes and the most cutest accent. ♥

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2. A fresh start?

We headed home after we dropped Niall off, and the car was silent. I finally said “How do you know Niall?” He looked at me and said “does it matter how I know him!” after that it went quiet but when we got home, we were fine because I fell out of the car, yes I fell out the car and he started laughing. As it’s just been me and dad we’ve learned not to stay mad at each other.

Me and Niall were texting each other all night. My dad made tea- it was my favourite spag bol.

It was half nine soo I headed up to bed and Niall was still texting me; well we didn’t get any sleep. In the morning, I heard my dad getting up so I pretend to be asleep and he came in and woke me up because I had to go with him into the office. I was ready to be bored out my skull all day. I dragged myself out of bed and headed downstairs for breakfast. I only had 2 slices of toast and then I headed back upstairs so I could get a quick shower while my dad washed the pots. I was only in the shower for 5 minutes, I came out and I spent longer deciding what to wear and I ended up wearing a red pair of jeans, a white top, a red hoodie and some white toms. I dried my hair and it had gone curly and I grabbed my bag with my laptop in so I could talk to Shannon and Amelia my best friends (we’ve been best friends since I can remember we did everything together). I headed downstairs; my dad smiled and said “you look so much like your mam Aimee.” I smiled back and said “It doesn’t feel right being here without her.” He nodded back and give me a hug and said “I know it doesn’t but she’s here

with us, remember and I think we better be going or we’ll be late.”  I laughed and we headed out to the car and we set off. Niall texted me saying ‘do you wanna meet up today, you don’t have to? Xx’ I texted back saying ‘Yer I would love too, it will have to be a bit later because I busy at the moment L xx’. We finally arrived at my dad’s work, well I s ay work it was a music studio. I’m used to go to different studios and offices, but this one was amazing.  It was not like the others as it had the names of every artist/artists who had record there and there were some famous people and groups like Take That; Girls Aloud; Olly Murs and Jessie J, there were other ones but I can remember.

We headed in and it was the same but instead of names it pictures, it was looking at them because I listened to their music and I was in the building where there were recorded.  Someone called my dad into a room and I didn’t notice because I was too busy looking at the pictures and he came out and said “You can look at them later Aimee, but you need to come in here please because I need to know where you are while I’m working.” I looked at him and headed into the room where he was.

My dad kept going in and out the room. He finally came in and said “Aimee, if people talk to you, please will you be nice and talk back. Just sit there and touch nothing.” I laughed and agreed. I sat on a really cool chair and I got my laptop out and stuck my earphones in and blocked out the world.

I was talking to Amelia, on (sister to my ex-boyfriend Logan, but that is a story for another day-trust me!) Amelia has been there for me since we met and through all the crap what went down with Logan, I thought that would be the end of our friendship but it made it stronger.  She started laughing and I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder it was my dad telling me, he was going to make a phone call and if i needed anything just ask Clodagh. I just smiled and turned back to talk to Amelia.

Niall kept texting me and it was like we've known each other for years.

10 minutes later, Niall stopped texting me and i didn't know why?

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