Change Your Life

Olivia Jones is just a normal teenage girl from Murfreesboro, TN. She's about to start her junior year in high school when her father tells her that his job is moving them to London, England for two years! Olivia doesn't know what she will do without her best friends by her side in her last two hears of high school, or her "secondary education" as they in London. What will she do? How is she going to graduate in London? She then meets five cute boys from her favorite band.....One Direction. She wasn't one of those freak fans so she instantly becomes good friends with them. They were all to old for her, so she stayed friends. But then when she turns 18, things change.
*I made this fanfiction up in my head a while back, so I decided to put it in a movella! Hope ya like it! :)*

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6. The House, Or Mansion

Niall's POV

 

I glanced at the x-ray. Looks like Olivia had just sprained her arm. Well, the Doctor Smith just said that. "Well, you were lucky Olivia. This boy could of broken your arm if he had fallen any harder." I blushed fierecly as he said this. Olivia just smiled. Dr. Smith was the doctor me and the lads always went to in London if we were sick or something. Like once, Louis was trying to get through a crowd and he accidently tripped and fell and he sprained his ankle. Dr. Smith was his rescuer. 

 

In the small room was Olivia, the doctor, Olivia's parents, and me. The nurse had made the rest of the lads wait outside. It was a bit odd though because Harry was strangley very upset about this. He had never really even offcially met her. Just saw her from the back of Peter(security guard), just like Louis did. Zayn, Liam, and I were the only ones who got to properly talk to her. She really was a sweet girl and she was American! Apparently she is moving to London for two years! She didn't seem all that happy about it, but I get it. She told us about leaving her two best friends and how hard it was. She said something about finishing her last two years of high school here. That was when I got a bit confused because you graduate at the age of sixteen in London, but right when I was about to tell her something, we had found her parents. 

 

I snapped out of all the flashbacks and saw that Dr. Smith was slipping a brace on her arm. She winced a bit, but then her face relaxed when the brace was on. "Thank you so much." she said and hopped off the table. He smiled and said something back and then took my parents to the front desk for payment and medicine. I went right to her side and I stupidely said, "Does it hurt?" "No, not that much anymore, but he said it will be sore soon." she said. She must of noticed my expression because she said, "Look, it's okay. It really isn't that big of a deal." 

 

"Yes it is though! You literally JUST got here, and the first thing that happens, if a big doof like me runs over you and sprains your arm." She smiled. "Well, I'm kind of happy this happened. I mean, I got to meet and befriend my favorite boy band." and she smiled weakly. I smiled and nodded. "Well, if you need any help unpacking or anything, just give me a ring or text me! Here's my number!" And I slyly slipped her phone out of her pocket and put my number in it. She blushed and thanked me and then she did the same. 

 

We then heard her parents yelling for her to say goodbye and that they had to get to their new house. She turned to me and said, "Well it was nice to meet you Niall. I hope to see you again." She looked like she was thinking about hugging me, but she wasn't sure. Eh. What the heck? I pulled her into a hug, but where her arm was not being crushed. I could feel her smiling into my chest as she wrapped her good arm around me. "I know I will see you again princess." I mumbled into her ear. She then let go, smiled, and walked away. I sighed and then saw Harry glaring at me. "What? Jealous?" I said and smirked at him. "No, I just, uh, wanted to borrow that shirt. And uh, you never gave it to me...." and he trailed off. I laughed and slung my arm around his shoulders. 

 

Olivia's POV

 

I tried not to, but I kept glancing back at Niall and replaying everything that happened in the past hour and a half. I followed my parents and into the car that they had had rented for us. As I slid into the back seat, I pulled and noticed that Niall had taken a selfie and put it as his contact picture. It was so cute. His eyes were crossed and he had his tongue sticking out. He still looked cute, but he didn't look like the Niall Horan from One Direction in the magazines and websites. I saw Niall Horan. A new friend I had made in London who had happpened to run me over with his toned body. 

 

I then felt the car move and saw that we were following another car, but it was bigger. That must be the car from the company that had all of our stuff we had brought from home. In about twenty minutes, we pulled into this neighborhood that had some absolutely gorgeous houses. This could not be where we were going to live. But of course, the car we were following pulled into the driveway of a gorgeous house. It had what looked like two floors, but there was about four or five windows on both floors. I could see around the house and saw a pool in the back, which was on a deck that was connected to the house. 

 

The people from the company gave us a whole tour of the house, which took almost fifteen minutes. The house was HUGE! There were eight bed rooms, two bonus rooms, six bathrooms, the pool, flat screem TV in every bedroom and bonus room, big kitchen that had an island, a big dining room that a beautiful chandelier, and the furniture in all the rooms were gorgeous. I pulled my dad over and said asked him, "Good God. How could you afford this?" "I couldn't. The company wanted me for thie job this much, that we get to use this house for a small cost." He was grinned and at me and walked back to my mom. She smiled and me and rolled her eyes around the room and mouthed Oh My God! I nodded and smiled. 

 

We were then brought out outside, so my dad could start bringing the stuff in. "Hey Liv, how about you take a walk around the neighborhood. Maybe try to see if there is anybody you know around." I nodded and started walking. Then you would not believe who walked out of the house a couple houses down.

 

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