Forever?

Jenny is an average 20 year old girl. What will happen, when she meets Niall Horan? How is everythin going for the other guys?
This Fan Fiction involves all of the 1D guys and also Ed Sheeran and Justin Bieber!
Official fan page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/F%C3%BCr-immer-und-ewig-1D-Fanfiction/146954225463855

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1. Nandolicious

Jennys POV

It was one of these days I just wanted stay in bed. My alarm clock is beeping so loud, that it hurts my ears. I pull my pillow over my head. Why should I get up? My life totally sucks. A few moments later I hear someone knocking on my door. It’s my mum. “Jenny, wake up! You have to go to work! And turn off your alarm clock. You’re waking up the whole village!” Yuck! Work. Right now I work part time as a cashier in a supermarket. I hate it! I pull myself out of my bed and walk depressed to the bathroom. While I push my toothbrush in my mouth I think about the past year. I was in America for one year as an au pair. After graduating from school I flew to Atlanta and had the best time of my life. But back here in Germany everything sucked. All of my friends are already studying and living hundrets of miles away! I’m just so glad that I found this band. One Direction. They are the hottest Boyband ever and I love their music so much! Just with the thought of One Direction I feel happy. They help me so much! With a wide smile on my face I walk out of the bathroom and into my bedroom to get dressed. I push myself into a pair of skinny jeans and put on my favorite Hoodie. It’s from England. I love the country so much I want to live there someday. I put my brown hair into a high bun and put on my glasses. (I don’t really need glasses. I just bought one of these big ones with plastic, just because I think they look cool on me) On my way to the kitchen I pass a mirror. I stop and look at myself: I’m not very skinny and I don’t think I have a pretty face either. I just see this huge pimple that decided to move in on my chin!! I walk into the kitchen, make myself a Nutella sandwich and run towards the car. I’m a little late for work.


Nialls POV


I throw my hands in front of my face and run out of the room. Why? Why did she do that? I thought she loved me. I run downstairs and out of the house. I fall into Liam. He sees I’m crying and wants to know why but I just keep on running. Without even thinking I’m running to THE park bench. It’s where I met Sophie. I put on a cap and sunglasses so that no one can see who I am and instantly start crying again. I feel somebody sitting down next to me. It’s Liam. He pats my shoulder and tries to calm me down. “Niall. She’s not worth it! She betrayed you! You have to move on. Don’t let her bring you down!” “But it’s so hard, Liam! If I only knew, why she would do that! I trusted her!” “I know, Bro!” We are sitting there for another 2 hours until I can’t cry anymore and my stomach starts growling. “Bro, I’m so hungry!” “Haha, okay Niall. How about Nando’s?” “NANDOS!!”, I scream and and jump up, throwing my hands in the air. We go to Nandos and get some food to go and take it home. I even forget about Sophie for a while. Back in the band house I eat my food within minutes and walk up to my room. I look around my room. It’s so empty. All of her stuff is gone. She moved out! Suddenly it all comes up again. I fall onto my bed. It still smells like her. I feel the tears fill up my eyes and I cry myself into sleep.

 

Jennys POV

I’m finally off work!! I take my bag and walk to my car. ‘Live while we’re young’ is on the radio so I turn it all the way up and rush home. Full of happiness I storm into the house and find a list from my mum. It’s full of stuff she wants me to do before she comes home: clean the floor, empty the dishwasher, clean the bathroom and cook dinner. Ggggrrr. I don’t really have a choice so I start working. But before I do I get my One Direction CD and turn it up. I sing and dance and the work is done pretty fast so I start cooking. I decide to cook my famous Lasagna. Right when I start to put plates on the table I hear a weird noise coming from the corridor. I’m scared. Maybe it’s a huge mouse. I take the spatula and slowly walk out of the kitchen. In the corridor I see, what the heck?, my mum dancing and singing to One Direction. I laugh and turn the music down. She stops dancing and looks at me, obviously angry. ‘Why did you turn it down?’ ‘Dad should be home in a minute. You know he hates them!’ My dad really hates One Direction. Every time he has to listen to the music he gets super mad. Just 2 minutes later the door opens and my dad comes in. We start eating dinner and, as always, I rave over One Direction. ‘Jenny, stop it!’ my mum screams at me. I stare at her. ‘It’s one thing if you like the music, but you are way too crazy about them. There are other things in life too! You want to study music. You have to apply now and prepare for the tests” Come back to reality and stop living in your dream world. In two weeks you go to the concert and after that I don’t want to hear a thing about One Direction.’ I look at her stunned. I can’t believe she just said that! ‘You don’t know anything about it”, I scream at her and run up to my room. I can’t hold back the tears and lay down in bed, crying. I hate to cry. It makes me feel weak. Above my bed I put a poster of Niall. He’s my favorite. He seems to be super funny and carefree and his blue eyes make me weak. I pull up my laptop. I have a fan account on twitter and I already have 2.000 followers. But no one from One Direction. I’m trying to get a follow from them for months. I don’t really think it will ever happen. All the time I see them follow other girls, it’s depressing. I decide to make a twitcam and post the link on my Twitter page. I post it to Nialls page, too. Even though I don’t think it makes any sense. 


Nialls POV


A few hours later I wake up. It’s 10 pm. I try to fall asleep again but I can’t. I turn on my laptop and go to Twitter. My fans always cheer me up. I go to my mentions and look at the things, the fans write me. As always there are a lot of girls saying they love me and I start to follow some of them randomly. I like how it makes the fans happy. For me it’s just a little click. I scroll down and find a link for a twitcam. The girl wrote: ‘Even if I know you won’t read this, I really like you! Oh and I’m having a twitcam because I go to your concert in Berlin and plan something ;).’ She plans something. I’m curious. I decide to log in with my secret account and watch her twitcam. I see a girl with huge glasses. She listens to ‘Heart Attack’, makes funny faces and eats a lot of chips. I have to laugh. It’s fun to watch her. I decide to follow her with my official account. Suddenly she screams. I think she must have seen it. I switch back to her twitcam. She looks at the screen with her mouth wide open. ‘Niall Horan just followed me” Niall freaking Irish Horan!!!’ She jumps up and daces around her room. I have to laugh so hard that suddenly Liam and Harry are standing in my room. ‘Dude, what are you doing? We just wanted to go to bed!’ I wave them over to me and show the girls twitcam to them. She still dances around her room like crazy. The guys start laughing. ‘What’s her name?’, Harry asks me and holds his stomach because he’s laughing so hard. ‘I don’t know’, I answer ashamed. I never look at the girls names that I follow. I look at her profile. In her picture she hangs down from a climbing pole and puts on a funny face. As a background picture she has one of me. It’s from the ‘One way or another’ video. The scene I dance around in the shower. It looks funny. ‘Her name is Jenny’. The guys take out their phones and just a few moments later I see the girl, Jenny, coming back to her laptop. Suddenly she falls off her chair. She slowly climbs up again and takes a closer look at her screen. ‘Guys I have no idea what’s happening right now but Harry and Liam are following me, too! If this is a joke, it’s not a good one!’ She leans back in her chair and continues eating chips. ‘Okay, Bro. I will go to bed, I’m tired. Are you okay?’ Liam asks me. I look at the screen. ‘Yeah I’m fine. I have a good distraction’, I smile at him. ‘Okay have fun, stalker. I’m going to sleep, too!’, Harry giggles and they both leave the room. I look back at the girl, I mean Jenny. She is answering questions from other fans right now. ‘So the plan is this. I bring posters with me with ‘We love you Niall’ on them and I will give them to the girls in my row and we hold them up every time he sings. I mean we all know his parts, don’t we?’, she blinks at the camera. I feel myself blush. ‘Since we’re sitting in the 5th row, he will hopefully see it.’ I decide to ask her a question. After a short time she reads and says: ‘So I have another question here from Nandoliscious. Of course I sent in questions. One of them about 50 times. The bare thought that the guys read it on stage and search me makes me weak. I asked if I could meet them!’ I smile big time. I know exactly which question I will choose. She answers another 5 questions and decides to go to bed. Suddenly she’s offline. I don’t know why but it makes me sad that she’s gone and with the thought ‘gone’ Sophie comes back to my mind and once again I can’t hold back my tears and cry myself into sleep, again. 

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