Don't let me go *1D fanfic*


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1. Chapter 1

"Alex! It's time to wake up! Flight starts in an hour!" mom shook me awake. I placed my pillow on my face as I pretended to be asleep.

"It's too early to wake up!" I groaned, as my mom took the pillow away from me.

"Well you have to start a life sooner or later. You're already 18, and you can't be 30 when you decide to get out of the house."

"I'm so glad I'm not gonna be around you anymore." I got out of bed, getting ready to walk into the bathroom.

"Loose you're attitude little girl!" she called after me. I gave her the finger as I slammed the door, looking into the mirror. I'm just an average girl, I have brown straight hair, brown eyes, kinda curvy, and I'm average height. I wouldn't say I'm ugly, but I wouldn't say I'm pretty either cause I'm not a goodie two shoes who is all stuck up on herself. I'm just a normal girl. My personality.. well if someone pisses me off then I'm gonna be a bitch, otherwise I would be nice... well attempt to be anyway.

I ran my hand through my hair as I took my hair tie out, allowing my hair to fall down to my shoulders, then started my shower.

-15 minutes later-

"Alex! Get yo ass out of the shower! You've been in there long enough!" mom came pounding on the door, I guess you could say I don't have the best relationship with my mom. She's always nagging on me for every little thing I do.

"Just shut up already!" I turned the water off, getting out as I dried off, putting my hair in a messy bun. I placed my outfit on.  http://www.polyvore.com/untitled_26/set?id=88403742. I unlocked the bathroom door opening it and facing an angry bitch.

"You know, I'm really glad that I don't have to deal with you're attitude anymore after this." she stated. I brushed past her as I ran downstairs where all my bags were, picking them up I placed them inside the cab, and closed the trunk, as I got in the back seat. I took one look to my left where I saw my mom looking out the window. There is no way in hell I am going to miss her.

"Where to miss?" the cab driver questioned, looking back at me.

"The airport please." I smiled, as we then left.

-at airport-

"Thank you for the ride!" I paid the driver.

"It's not a problem! Have a great day!"

"Thanks, you too!" I smiled as he took off. I took my luggage and walked inside. I made my way to the register, I noticed someone was over by the restrooms, crying.

"Hold these please." I asked the kind register man, as I rushed over to the guy who was crying.

"Hello stranger, I know you don't know me.. but why are you crying?" I knelt down beside him as I rubbed his back, in soothing circles.

"Just.. the hate I get from people. They say I shouldn't be in the band and it's just a feeling that is painful cause you've put all your effort into being in the band.. and they still hate you." he looked up at me, his piercing blue eyes met mine.

"Listen, you're worth being in the band, don't listen to all the fucked up haters. They say they're fans, when they're not. Just remember you're better than them. Ok?" I assured him, as we both stood up.

"Yeah, thanks! I never got your name." he smiled.

"I'm Alex, what's your name?"

"I'm Niall, nice meeting you Alex."

"Same to you, hey I gotta go, just remember to stay strong, and forget the haters." I smiled, as I then jogged over to the register, then getting my ticket to London England.

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