Change My Mind.

McClaren's life takes an unexpected turn as she discovers that her grandfather has passed away and has to fly out to Ireland to say her last goodbyes, but what happens when she bumps into a blonde haired-blue eyed Irish lad that might just be the reason she changes her mind and stays?


1. Ireland.

McClaren's POV

I quickly grabbed my bags and made my way out of the airport, desperately searching for my mum's familiar face among the huge crowd of people surrounding me.

After a while I found her stood talking to another woman; Maura.

I walked towards them and was pulled into a warm embrace by my mum.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here with you." I said as she began sobbing into my shoulder.

"You're here now, that's all that matters." She replied before wiping her tears, grabbing one of my suitcases and wheeling it towards the car.

I quickly followed, not wanting to be left alone.

"McClaren? Is that you?" I turned to see Maura smiling wildly at me.

"Yeah, it's me." I replied before lifting my luggage into the boot.

"Wow, you've changed so much.. You're beautiful." She said as I shook my head at her in response.

"Still the same old leprechaun I was before I left for London." I added making her laugh and nod her head in agreement.

"Ready?" A man with a thick Irish accent asked.

"As I'll ever be." I replied before jumping into the back of the car.

I noticed the driver had blonde hair and sparkly blue eyes and couldn't help but steal glances at him every few minutes.

I suddenly felt Maura move closer to me as she whispered, "That's my son, Niall." In my ear.

I felt myself blushing as I quickly turned my head away so I was looking out the window.

I didn't even know she had another son..

I thought she only had one called Greg..

A few minutes later we pulled up infront of a large house.

"This is where we're all staying for the next month or so." My mum said as she looked at me sending me a 'dont-get-any-ideas look.'

I tilted my head at her in confusion before grabbing my luggage and wheeling it inside.

I glanced at the stairs and exhaled deeply before Niall looked at me and said.. "You know, there's an elevator, right?" He grabbed my suitcases and put them in the elevator as we both stepped in.

When we got to our floor he said; "Your bedroom's there,  the room there's my room and the room inbetween is the bathroom, we have to share, I hope you don't mind."

"No, not at all. Just promise you won't walk in on me showering?" I said as he bit his lip and gave me the puppy dog eyes.

Maybe I'll let him, just on- NO!

"Promise?" I repeated.

"I'm not making promises I can't keep." He replied before winking and walking into his room.

That boy's driving me insane and we've only just got here.

I've got to put up with him for another month..

And it seems he's just my type.


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