When Two Worlds Collide (One Direction)

Emma Cullen is just your average girl living an average at best life. She is always getting shown up by her brother, she just can't seem to live up to his expectations. However, just keep reading to see what happens when Emma is forced to go to Ireland for the summer. Emma's life will take a quick turn.


1. Chapter 1

“Mom please, you know how much I don’t want to go!” I started whining. She just shook her head and gave me a look. “We are no longer discussing this Emma.” She said while grabbing my arm and pulling me through the airport.


How was this fair? How was flying halfway across the world fair? I was just starting to make friends. I was just starting to get the hang of things. Now, I was being forced to go to Ireland for the summer, Ireland… how boring. You see, my family had just moved to beautiful Southern California, I had finished high school and I was finally starting to make some wonderful friends in SoCal, not Ireland, SoCal. I had just turned 18 years old and I could legally live on my own in our house in California, but my parents wanted none of that. I needed to spend time with our direct family, who were conveniently located across the world. Nice.


“Why can’t you just be more like AJ and be excited to go to Ireland?” My mom looked at me as we waited in line. “AJ doesn’t have friend’s mom.” I scoffed at her. She rolled her eyes and didn’t talk to me the duration of the checking in process.


AJ is my twin brother. He is breathtaking when you look at him. He’s kind of everything that I wanted to be. Needless to say that I am extremely jealous of him. AJ really does have friends; he made tons of friends from the time we’ve moved to SoCal, about a three month period. He’s tall and athletic, he plays football basketball and baseball and he’s pretty good at each sport. He has perfectly sculpted brown hair and piercing green eyes. His skin is perfect and he gets straight A’s. In the fall he’s playing football for the University of Southern California. Perfect right? I wanted to be everything that he was, I wanted to at least compare to him.


Instead when people look at me I’m just another girl. I get decent grades, nothing spectacular. I am not very athletic at all, I played volleyball throughout high school but that was about it. I’m average height, maybe a little bit thinner than the average girl… but nonetheless very average. I have long dirty blonde hair that is wavy, ew, and blue eyes. I’m just boring, if someone were to look at me on the street nothing would be thought of.  I’m not ugly by any means just plain Jane per say.


I stood in line with my mom as our bags got checked in for the flight. She didn’t want to talk to me, understandable as I was being difficult about this trip. The difference between me and AJ is that he likes change, he likes tackling new challenges. Whereas I can’t stand change and now I’m flying across the country for the summer, how lucky.


My immediate family lives in Ireland. My dad is fully Irish with the thick accent and everything. My mom on the other hand is from Britain and has the thick English accent. Me and my brother have the typical American accent as we were raised in the United States our whole lives. It’s actually quite comical when people come over and there are tons of different accents being shouted across the house. People tend to get a little uncomfortable from that, it only makes me laugh.


“There you are Mrs. Cullen.” I heard the flight attendant say to my mom, “Have a wonderful flight on American Airlines.” She flashed a brilliant smile to me and my mom. I rolled my eyes and followed my mom across the airport and through the airport security.

“Come on Emma, we are going to miss the flight if you don’t hurry up.” She gave me a very angry face.  I just nodded my head and picked up my pace slightly as my mom was scurrying through the airport.


Security was a little bitch, it took decades to get through but once we did we had to full on sprint to the gate because they were letting people on our flight. My mom was freaking out once we reached the gate because she thought they had closed off the entrance. That would be all too lucky though. Of course we made it just in time.


We boarded the plane, it was tiny. We had a connecting flight where we would meet my brother and dad in New York. My brother and dad were in Texas finishing up work for dads company. My dad thought it would be cool to take my brother and not me thus why we are all meeting up in once place to fly to the living hell that is Ireland.


My dad owned a company; he was the CEO of a small business that was taking off.  Thus why we had moved to America, because my dad’s company would have a better chance of taking off in the United States. We had moved from the UK to America when I and my brother were just a year old, why we had an American accent versus a British one.


I quickly plugged in my iPod and fell fast asleep before we even took off.



Before I knew it I was being shaken by my mom who had informed me that we landed in New York. We quickly got off the plane as it only help 50 or some people before we rushed to get to the next gate that would take us to Dublin Ireland and we would then have the pleasure of driving to this little town called Mullingar. Needless to say I was not very thrilled.


I wasn’t really paying attention to anything as my mom practically squealed and I was snapped out of my little day dream. She ran over to my dad and he pulled her in for a long embrace. I couldn’t help but to smile a little bit, they truly did love each other and that gave me some hope that maybe I would one day eventually find someone to love me as much as my parents love each other.


My brother lightly punched me in the arm, “What are you smiling about punk?” He asked and started laughing at me, “Nothing.” I reply coldly to him. “Come on Emma, lighten up I was just playing with you. Get excited we get to go explore our maiden land.” He said with a bright smile.


I just glared at him, “I would honestly rather not.” I said and slouched down into a seat while we waited for the plane to take us to Dublin. His face kind of sank with those words and I felt bad for being such a bitch to him, he wasn’t making me go to Ireland my parents were.


He sat down next to me. I turned to him, “Sorry,” I said softly, “I just really wanted to stay in SoCal and maybe make some friends for once.” I said and sighed as I leaned back in the extremely uncomfortable chair.


He had a sad look on his face, “You’ll make some great friends in Ireland, I can assure you of that.” He said back to me with a smile.


“For what? Just so that I can leave then three months later and probably never talk to them again?” I asked and closed my eyes.


“Please just try and keep an open mind here Em. It’ll be fun and I’ll be there to make sure it’s fun okay? I promise you.” He said.


I nodded, “I’ll try.” Was all I could say, because quite honestly it was tiring being so against this trip all of the time. Maybe I should just lighten up.


“Boarding for flight 209 to Dublin Ireland, Class A.” I heard over the loud speakers in the airport. I sighed and AJ couldn’t keep a smile off of his face. He quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the seat.

“Come on Emma, let’s make this the best summer of our lives.”

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