Don't forget Where You Belong

Raegan Moynihan is no fashion model. She isn't famous or incredibly talented. She's just an ordinary college girl, new to Dublin.

Niall Horan is a world famous superstar. He's talented, can sing, play the guitar, and make girls swoon just by looking at them.

They find love in each other when they least expect it, then lose it all in a moment.


It's incredible how it only takes a second to almost lose the person you love more than anything, but, in the end, there's always a way to get through the misery and find the shining light of hope.

This story is a Niall Horan fan fiction about getting through it all to be with the person who means everything. Fame, stalkers, and oceans can't come between two people who are destined to be together.


12. Chapter 12 - Which side of the road is right

For my entire life I have drived, watched and ridden in cars that were driving on the right side of the road. That's just how it was. People drove on the right side of the road. But once I got to Ireland, that all changed. On arrival, one of the very first things I noticed was all the driving on the left side of the road, and I remember thinking to myself, "Wow, that's going to take some getting used to." Well let me tell you, it does...

The first week that Niall and I had started talking on the phone, I explained to him that I thought I was ready to start driving over here, because I wanted to get used to it sooner or later, especially if I needed to drive to other counties for football games. I had become quite a fan and wanted to catch some games in other counties, but didn't have the means to get to the ones that were farther away. I also hadn't been much further then the outskirts of Dublin, and I wanted to be able to see the countryside. My apartment building provided me with a parking spot, and it was just going to waste.

When I told Niall that I was ready to drive on the left side of the road, he got all protective on me and said that maybe it "wasn't such a good idea", and that driving on the other side of the road would be a "big change." He was being protective of me, which was cute and heartwarming of course, but I had already made my decision. I called my dad the next day and asked him if he could sell my car, so I could use the money from that to buy and register a new one here. He thought it was a great idea, and despite my mother having a similar view as Niall, he allowed it. But, there was a catch, he would only send me the money if I promised to take some sort of driving class. When I complained to Niall about this, he thought it was a great idea and was pleased that my father had instilled this rule. So here I am, three weeks later, sitting in a car on the left side of the road, trying to drive down the highway.

At first, the class had been pretty easy. I just had to watch a bunch of defensive driving videos and answer questions about them. Easy. I'm a good driver in general, so I figured I would do fine by switching over anyways. I was wrong. Once I actually got in the car, everything changed. For the first hour of driving, every instinct in my body was telling me I was wrong, because for my entire life it's been drilled into my head to drive on the right side, and now I was completely disobeying that by driving on the left. It felt like my brain was arguing with itself. Half of me telling to just swerve into oncoming traffic in the right, while the other half of my brain was telling me to stay where I was because that's how it's done now.

The second hour of driving came a little easier. I was beginning to adjust to the change and started liking driving again. The best part was that I hadn't even broken any traffic rules or laws, yet. My instructor was very impressed and even praised my skill saying that I was one of the better American drivers he had seen. The second hour went by pretty quickly, and soon enough I was pulling back into the driveway of the driving school. My instructor informed me that I had passed the course and that I would receive a certificate of completion for taking the class. He ran inside the building to make photocopies of my scores and the certificate, and I decided to call Niall while I waited for him to come back out. I dialed his number and it began to ring.

"Hello love." Every time he picks up the phone I'm reminded of how cute his accent is.

"Guess who just passed their drivers course with flying colors?"

"Hmmmm let me guess. You." He said chuckling.

"That's right. Now I'll be able to drive myself to all the footie games."

"Well done babe. Maybe we can go to one together, and maybe I'll let you drive." Despite me taking this stupid class, I had a feeling that Niall wouldn't ever let me drive in the future. I think it's just a guy thing.

"You mean you will let me drive."

He laughed. "Maybe."

"Are we still skyping tonight?"

"Of course. You still want to right?"

"Well duuuhh." I said sarcastically.

"Hey, for all I know you could have found someone better who actually gets to see you in person, and take you out on real dates. " He said suddenly serious. Lately he had been down about not being able to see me in person. I had to admit, it was hard for me too, but he was worth the waiting. He was always making me laugh and smile, and always cheered me up when I was sad. His whole demeanor was like a bright ball of sunshine. He was still perfect to me, even when he was in other countries.

"Niall, you don't have to worry about that. I like you, and no one else." I reassured him.

"Thanks. I've got to go now, we've got an interview. Talk to you soon yeah?"

"Okay bye. Talk to you later." I hung up, looking forward to tonight. Just being able to see his face on my computer screen was better than nothing. I really wish I could see him in person, but that was out of the question since Take Me Home came out less than a week ago, and since we weren't even officially "boyfriend/girlfriend" yet, there was no way management would let him take a day off to see me, and I wouldn't want to interfere with his work anyways. He loves what he does, despite how hard it can be.

I didn't expect us to be official about anything so soon, but if things kept going the way they were, then I could definitely see it for us in the future. I liked Niall more than any guy I've ever met, and I hoped that he truly felt the same way about me. I didn't care about any obstacles that might be ahead of us, and I would say yes if he asked me to be his girlfriend. I often couldn't fall asleep at night because I would lay awake thinking about the future "us", if we were to be together. It would be hard but well worth it. We would have to be flexible, and very trusting of one another. I would have to get used to girls throwing themselves at him with every chance they got. I wasn't the jealous type, so I think I could get used to it, but there was also dealing with the hate that I might get from them too. I definitely wasn't ready for that yet, in fact, I don't think I could handle it without Niall by my side.

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the instructor. I hadn't even noticed him come back outside.

"Uh miss?" I wondered how long he had been standing there. "Here are your papers. Well done." We shook hands and said goodbye. It was quite a ways back to my flat, but I didn't mind the walk. Despite having a bus pass, I rarely used it. Walking through the city was enjoyable, and it was always cool to find those unique little cafes and shops that you would have missed, had you taken the bus. It was a crisp November afternoon but I was dressed well for the weather. I loved fall wear, and I was more than happy to move all my fall gear to the front of my closet.

Arriving at my flat in one piece, I was starved. I dug through the fridge and found a delicious looking fruit salad. I made some tea, plopped my bum down on the couch, and turned on the TV. I changed it to one of my favorite gossip shows. The anchors were discussing the twitter profiles of different teenage girl celebs. Some of the tweets from Miley Cyrus were hilarious. It was obvious that she really doesn't give a crap about what anyone thinks, and I had to admire her for that. On the commercial break I got up and grabbed my backpack so I could try to get some homework done. I had some time to kill before skyping Niall. The girls and I had even done our run early in the morning because they were both busy tonight as well, and I wasn't up for going out for some pints, so basically my whole night was free. I lowered the volume on the TV and started on my Abnormal Psych chapter. I was really into it when my attention was interrupted by the host of a talk show.

"And up next, we will be interviewing One Direction! They've just released their latest album, and we can't wait to hear from them. Stay tuned, and we'll be right back." This must be the interview that Niall talked about on the phone. I threw my book to the side, and ran to the kitchen. I prepared some popcorn, grabbed a water, and sat back down on the couch. The last commercial ended and the host of the returned to the screen.

"Hi, I'm Jill Booly, and as promised, I'm here with One Direction in the studio today to get the dish on their new album as well as the going ons of their lives. Wave to the cameras boys." The camera panned out to show the five of them sitting on a long red couch, each one of them looking absolutely adorable in their own ways. I had gotten to know a lot about Niall in the last few weeks over skype, but I has also gotten to know the other guys a little bit too. Sometimes when Niall would go and get food or go pee they would sneak in his room and talk to me. I didn't mind at all, they were hilarious, and fun to talk to. Niall's food breaks were good opportunities for me to get to know them better, and I hoped that they liked me well enough to be with Niall.

All the boys waved to the camera, and then the host started asking about the new album. They each talked about their favorite tracks on the album, and how it got its title. They also talked about the upcoming tour and how incredible their fans were. I noticed that Niall was the quietest out of the bunch as usual. I asked him about this once and he told me it was because he was always afraid to swear on TV. He did swear a lot.

It didn't take long for the host to start asking more personal questions. I knew she would eventually, and the show started coming to a close when she had one question left to ask.

"Alright, so you know that I have to ask the next question. Whose single, and whose taken...Harry?"

"I am single." He gave the crowd a cheeky eyebrow wiggle and a thumbs up.


"I'm with someone." A smile spread across his face and his cheeks got a little red, his eyes lighting up at just the thought of her. It was adorable. Niall told me that Lou was crazy for Eleanor. I giggled a little bit, Niall wasn't joking.


"I am also with someone." He said with a smile. Niall said that Danielle and Liam had a great relationship, and that for Liam it was love at first sight. I had talked with Liam last week while Niall was in the bathroom. He basically told me that Niall was crazy about me, and to just be patient with him, which was reassuring coming from the most serious of the bunch.


He smiled before he answered. "Sorry, but I'm 100% taken."

"And Niall?"

Niall's face suddenly turned bright red. "I'm kind of with someone...." For a minute, a flash of jealousy hit me, but then I realized that he was talking about me! On TV!

The host raised her eyebrows, exaggerating her confused expression. "Kind of?" she said.

"Uh yeah. I really like this girl, but it's not like an official thing yet. I don't get to see her much because the we're so busy with the new album and everything." His face was still bright red, but he smiled his small little smile. The guys started smirking and laughing to themselves, not doing a very good job of saving face.

"Is this the same girl you were pictured with a few weeks ago during your trip to Dublin?"

"Yeah it is. We met earlier that day actually." His face was bright red, but he had a big smile on his face.

"And why have you not made things 'official' yet?" The host asked him. Half of me thought I should change the channel right now, because that was kind of personal, but the other half of me reminded myself that he was about to answer on live TV, so it didn't really matter how personal it was.

"Well to be honest, I don't want her to be suddenly thrown into the spotlight and start being trolled on twitter and facebook. She's one of the girls who doesn't like all the attention on her, which is a shame because she's so beautiful and I'm absolutely mad about her."

"Awwwwwwww." The boys said in unison, with help from the crowd of course. Zayn gave Niall a nudge with his shoulder and whispered something in his ear.

"But I'm going to ask her soon. I just want it to be in person, and I don't know when the next time I get to see her is."

"Wow, that's really sweet. So I take it you're not going to tell us much more about her yet?" Asked the host.

"Not until she says its okay. I'll wait as long as she wants." He said. I could feel myself blushing. He was going to ask me to be his girlfriend soon!

"Well, we can't wait to hear more about her when the time comes. Unfortunately that's all the time we have left. Thanks again guys for coming down to hang with us. Once again, the album is called Take Me Home and it's available in stores and on iTunes. Have a great afternoon everyone." She signed off and the interview ended with the screen panning out on the whole studio. The crowd was clapping and the boys were surrounding Niall giving him claps on the back. I shut the TV off and went back to my reading, but my mind kept wandering off. When was he going to ask? When would I get to see him?


"Any texts from creep-ass today?" Asked Niall. He has asked me this every day since I changed my number.

"Nope, not a single one." I said smiling back at him. We were talking on skype, but I desperately wished it were in person. I didn't think that Niall thought I had watched the interview this afternoon, and I wasn't planning on telling him. Despite him saying all that stuff on TV, I felt like it wasn't meant for my ears. I mean if he asked, I wouldn't lie, but I'm not going to jump right up and tell him.

"Good." He was being kind of quiet and I could tell something was off with him.

"Is something bugging you?" I asked him.

He looked right up at the screen. "No, why do you ask?"

"You're just extra quiet tonight. That's all."

"Oh. Well I guess I'm just tired." He said. "And I miss you. Like a lot ya know." He had a sad expression on his face. It was as if he was trying to smile but something was holding him back. "It's hard meeting someone so amazing, and then having to leave so soon." He started running his hands through his hair. It was obvious that he was stressing out. I wanted to reach through the screen and hug him.

"I know, but we will see each other soon right?" We hadn't talked about meeting up at all, so I actually had no clue when I would see him again. I couldn't just drop school and fly out to see him, and he couldn't just drop work and come see me either. I silently applauded Danielle, Perrie and Eleanor in my head, it must be so difficult for them, but it must be worth it. They had stuck by their men and they had stuck together.

"I hope so love. I don't have a single day off for a while. All this promoting, and interviews, and starting rehearsal for the tour. And then its the holidays, and then the boys and I go to Ghana."

"I know, I understand. I won't have a real free day until my exams are over."

"When's that?"

"The last one is one December 7th. And up until then I have to work, and study my brains out. And then I go to America for the holidays on the 9th and don't come home until the 15th. Of January."

He actually smiled for real this time. "Well it's a good thing you're smart then. You didn't tell me you were going to America."

"I just found out yesterday. My parents bought the tickets so I could be home for Christmas."

"Speaking of which, what do you want for a present love?" He asked me.

"Nothing. You're good enough for me." It was true. Niall is all I want.

"Fine, I'll just have to figure it out on my own."

"I guess you will." I said, making a face at him. "Well I hate to do this but I've got to go." I didn't want to stop talking to him, but I had class in the morning and needed my sleep. And now I had to start thinking about what to get Niall. Yikes, so much to do in such little time.

"Me too. We have to get up really early."

"Okay, I'll talk to you tomorrow?"

"Of course, I'll call you okay?"

"Okay. I miss you. Goodnight handsome."

"Bye beautiful." With that he ended the call, waving into the camera as he did so. I closed my laptop, went to my room, and started getting ready for bed. When I laid my head down on my pillow, all I could think of was Niall and a lingering question remained, floating around through my thoughts. Was he really going to ask me soon? If so, when?

--Niall's Point of View--

"Bye beautiful." I hung up the call and closed my laptop. Ending calls with Raegan was getting more and more difficult each time, and not being able to see her was starting to get to me. The only bright side was that I was planning on surprising her on the last day of exams. The guys and I get a couple weeks off for the holidays before we leave for Ghana, so I was going to surprise Raegan before driving back to Mullingar from Dublin to see my family. I had already texted her friend Sarah asking where her spare key was so I could just casually stroll in to her flat. I had it all planned out, I was going to just walk in and totally surprise her. The only thing left I had to think of was what to get her for Christmas. We wouldn't be able to see each other until almost the end of January after I surprise her, so I have to get her something special.....

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