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! :)*


5. Getting Lost

*12 Hours Later*


I woke up feeling someone nudging my arm. I looked over at my mom and she smiled and told me that we there. I didn't know what she was talking about at first, then I realized. I was in London, England. 12 hours away from my real home. I think I had fallen asleep two hours into the flight, and then woken up around eight hours. Then fallen asleep again. I think. Or maybe it was.....I don't remember. What ever. I started to fold up my blanket weakly because I was stiff from sitting in that chair for so long, even though it was quite comfy.


As we headed off the place to luggage claim, I looked over at my dad. He had a huge smile plastered on his face and was nodding hello at everyone we passed. He must be really excited for this job. As we walked, I started to hear all the accents. I looked around at the people walking quickly around the airport and listening to some of the people jabbering on their phones or to each other and I heard all the accents. The British accents. I never thought I would actually hear those accents for real. 


I had to go to the restroom, or use the loo, so I told my parents I would meet them back at luggage claim and I headed off. After I found the restroom, I didn't go straight back to my parents. I found a small corner near the bathrooms that was by a big window that showed outside. I leaned against the mirror and thought about everything that had happened and held back the tears. 


After I pulled myself together and wiped my eyes, I started to walk to luggage claim. I wasn't really watching where I was going, so I didn't realize until about ten minutes, that I had no idea where I was. I realized I was in a part of the airport where not many people were. That couldn't be good. I started to look at signs and maps, but the airport was huge! I stopped walking and started looking in my backpack for my phone to call my parents. I heard loud laughter coming closer and closer and then BAM!!! Someone had ran into me!


I was sprawled on the floor with my backpack about seven five feet away and my phone about ten feet away. There way a guy with blonde hair also laying on the floor. He must of been the one who ran into me. My head hurt because I hit my head on the floor when I fell and my arm was throbbing where the guy had hit it and then it had been twisted during my incredibly graceful(not) fall. 


"I'm so sorry love!" I heard an Irish accent say to me. I had heard that accent before. I then felt two strong arms help me up and I whimpered when he touched my arm. "Oh God, I feel horrible. Are you alright?" I slowly looked up into the eyes of the boy who ran over me. I then realized I was looking into the eyes of Niall Horan. "Oh my goodness. Niall...." I said and then he cut me off. "Yeah yeah I'm Niall Horan but are YOU okay?" He looked sternly into my eyes and then I came back to my senses. "Oh, um yeah. My arm just really hurts." I said and looked down at the arm he that he was still clutching, along with the rest of me. 


"Oh gosh!" He quickly let go of me. "Sorry! Oh my god, I feel so bad." He kept mumbling about how bad he felt, and I just smiled and kept saying that it was alright. His head then snapped up. "Oh gosh! Me, standing here looking like an idiot! I should probably get you to a doctor or something for that arm." "Well, I'm supposed to meet my parents by luggage claim, but I don't know where it is. That was why I was over here anyway." I said and he nodded. "Yeah, I was wondering how you got back here. Me and my mates just arrived here from Australia. Back here is kind of a private entrance. I don't know how you got around the security guards. Your'e pretty good." And he flashed one of those Niall Horan smiles I had only seen on TV and on screens. 


I smiled and nodded. He then quickly grabbed my phone and bag and slung my backpack over his shoulder. "So, do you want to call your parents real quick? I can take you to luggage claim. I've been to this airport a million times. And then we can figure out what doctor to take you to" "Yeah sure. Thanks a lot!" I said and clicked on my mom's contact. "Hi Mom." I said. "Oh gosh I was so worried about you Olivia! Where have you been?" "I got lost when I was trying to find my way back and then I got run over my Niall Horan." As I said that, I saw him blush and stifle and laugh.  I stuck my tongue out at him playfully and listened to my mom's response. "What? Did you say you were run over by Niall Horan?" "Yep. Apparently I wondered into this private entrance somehow and he was running and accidently ran into me." "Are you pulling my leg Olivia?" "Want proof?" "Yes." I handed the phone to Niall and nodded at it. He slowly took it and gave me a weird look. She wants proof. I mouthed and he then nodded. "Hello Olivia's mum. This is Niall Horan and yes I ran over your beautiful daughter and I am terribly sorry." I giggled and blushed when he said 'beautiful duahgter.' He smiled and he listened to my mom. "Thank you. We love making music. I believe her arm might be hurt though. I want to get her to a doctor soon." His brow furrowed as he listened. "Alright, well we will meet you at the luggage claim and then me and my mates can show you where the nearest hospital is. Alright see you in a bit ma'am." And he hung up the phone and handed it to me. "Well?" I said as we started walking. 


"We are going to meet your parenst had luggage claim, and then we will drive you all to the nearest hospital." As he was talking about hospitals that were close by, I notices sercurity guards and men in uniforms quickly walking up to us. "Doctor Smi-" was what he was saying when he was cut off by, oh my gosh.....Paul! "Niall James Horan! Where have you been?" He said sternly to him. I then saw a boy's long body slung over another security guard's back and another on another security guard. On the long body I saw a mess of curls. No way. On the other, I saw what I thought was messy brown hair. No way. Was that....."HARRY! LOUIS! STAY STILL!" A guard yelled. 


"NEVER!!!!" I heard Harry yell and saw those old, worn boots go flying. I laughed. Then winced when I moved my arm. Niall was explaining everything to Paul and then he introduced me. "Nice to meet you Olivia. Let's get you to your parents quickly. I have to get these boys, more like children, out of here." And we started walking. When one of the security guards turned around. I saw Harry's cute dimples and sweet face and he smiled at me and I blushed fiercly. This was definitely an interesting day.

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