They don't know about us

"It has to be a secret"
"But why" I whispered
"I don't want you getting hurt"
"I'm already hurt" I said raising my voice
I turned on my heels and walked to the exit


1. Meeting him

my name is beunka and I'm 19. I have light brown hair that falls to my mid-back. I have an average figure but I wouldn't call myself thin. I am an average looking girl as I wasn't hugely pretty

"BEUNKA GET DOWN HERE NOW" my mother yelled

"what do ya want" I spoke with sass

"are you all packed" my mum whispered about to cry

" yep" I whispered

 I was about to fly to America to start a career as an actor. I was going to stay at my friend Gemma's house to start off with then when I have enough money I'll buy my own house.


i tried to hold in the tears as I hugged my mum good-bye but eventually broke down into tears. I was an only child and my father died in the army so my mum was my everything. I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek as I boarded my plane.


"we're about to take off so all seat belts need to be on, thank you" the plane assistants spoken 

i was just about to put my headphones in until I heard a familiar voice

"Louis give it back that's my drink"

i was about to have a sleep until I heard someone speak I front of me

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry" he spoke

i realised someone had just bumped into my seat. I looked up to meet eyes with Niall Horan

"it's fine" I spoke 

"no,no I'm really sorry.. Here! Have this" he said handing me a piece of paper with his number on it

"maybe I can take you to lunch one day to show you how sorry I am, oh and what was your name"?

"Beunka" I smiled as he walked off.




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