Counting My Wishes

I'm just an average girl that is sarcastic, funny, and always being myself. I'm not the typical girl you would think I am. I don't go crazy for the new fashion lines that girls wear, or go crazy over annoying boy bands. Just one of those...what would you call it? Tomboys. That's it. I never thought in a million years that something so little like a piece of paper would come into my life and change it entirely. I never wanted anything to do with One Direction. Life decides to throw stuff at you and you usually don't get what you want, am I right? Well, it happen to me... Copyright Shyviolin. Please no duplicating.


32. Chapter 32

"Flight to U.S. is now boarding." I grab my carry on walking towards the counter handing the lady my ticket as Harry and Niall follow behind.

"Why'd you get first class?" I glance down at the ticket looking at the seating number.

"Well you want to enjoy the flight, right?" Harry looked back at me putting his bag above on the shelf.

"I couldn't care less." I plop on the window seat.

"Hey, I want window." Niall pouts.

I groan and move to the aisle seat. "I want the aisle." Harry crosses his arms.

"Seriously? You guys whine too much." I move to the middle seat reclining the chair.

"I'm hungry." Niall whines.

"Didn't you just-"

"I thought you would know him by now." Harry looks my way.

"Oh, right."

"Can I get a menu?" Niall waved a flight tenant lady down as she walked down the aisle. She hands him a menu walking on.

"Ooo! I'm going to get the fish and chips!" Niall points at the picture of fish and chips.

"Ew. How can you eat fish?"

"How can you not?"

"Fish are friends, not food." I raise my hand up shoulder height.

"Oh gosh. Disney fan?" Niall face-palms himself.

"Yeah, I'm certainly a Disney fan. I go crazy when I watch a Disney movie."

"Oh, please don't sing a Disney song."

"I don't sing, I speak whale."

"Wow impressive." Niall chuckles.

"Hush." I put my headphones on listening to Disney songs.


"Uh, excuse me?" I hear a lady's voice whisper. I rub my eyes looking up at her.


"We'll be landing shortly, so if you could wake your friends up that would be great." She smiles.

"Oh sure." I nod. She walks away pushing the cart in front of her.

  I look to my side to see Niall sleeping on my shoulder. I nudge him hoping he'd wake up. Nothing. I look to my other side to see Harry sleeping on my shoulder also. I smile evilly looking back and forth at them both. I bring both of my hands up to their cheek. I quickly slap them shutting my eyes pretending to sleep.

"Aw! What was that?" I feel Harry shift around in his seat.

"Ow! Who slapped me?" I then felt Niall move.

"Well I guess it wasn't Andy." Harry says.

"Let's sleep then." Niall says shifting around again as Harry did the same.

 I squint one eye open looking Harry's way to see him staring at me. "Dammit!" I hit my fists in the armrest.

"Wow. Like we'd fall for that." I earn a chuckle from them both.

"Shut it!" I cross my arms.

 After a while, we landed on the ground. "Thank you for flying with British Airways and we hope you have a safe trip." We exit out of the plane walking out to the luggage pick up area to see that they haven't start taking the luggage out. I settle my things on a bench siting down next to it.

"I hope this doesn't take too long." I bring my phone out texting my mom that we have arrived, but we were waiting for our luggage. She quickly responds saying she's almost here.

"Excuse me, I don't want to annoy you guys, but I'm a fan. Could I maybe get an autograph and picture?" We look up to see a little girl with her arms behind her back, rocking back and forth on her toes and heels.

"Sure. What's your name?" Harry stands up.

"Ally." She smiles.

 Harry, Niall, and the little girl face her mom as they take a picture. They sign her notebook with the picture of the boys on the front and write a note. Niall hands her back her notebook as they wave goodbye.

"She was so cute." Harry looks back at them as they walked away.

"She has respect for you guys. That's what I call a fan, not screaming in your face, not being a show off, and being friendly." I nod.

"She's the kind of fan that screams when she walks out of the same room as us." We look back at them as she jumps up and down spinning around.

"I guess you were right." I chuckle.

"Looks like our bags are here." Niall walks towards the luggage picking his up as I follow behind getting mine and Harry getting his.

"Well our ride is almost here. Let's wait outside." We walk out to the sidewalk looking around for my mom's car. I sit on a bench nearby placing my bag on my lap and putting my luggage on the floor next to me.

"So where are we staying?" Niall looked down at me.

"They have a back house, so we could stay in there."


"Well I don't want to stay in the same house as them." He nods.

"So we have today to just hangout in L.A." Harry waits for me to respond.

"Yeah, then tomorrow is the reunion."

  A car pulls up in front of us stopping. I tried swallowing, but there was a lump in my throat which made it more difficult. It's them. How did they convince me to come? I don't even know how they did it. I just want to get this over with and go back to the UK.

"Oh Andy!" She runs out of the car embracing me in a hug. I look at Harry and Niall as they stare at us. Harry mouths to me to hug her back, but I shook my head. I roll my eyes and end up hugging her back. As she releases me from the hug my father comes out.

"It's nice to see you dear." He hugged me kissing the top of my head. I push him away crossing my arms.

"You guys must be tired," my mom looks over at the boys, "so you two must be the boys she was talking about." She smiles.

"Hi I'm Harry." Harry shook her hand.

"I'm Niall." Niall followed behind Harry. They go towards my dad shaking his hand too. They both cringe as they shook hands with him. I look down at their hands being squeezed by my dad's hands. He gives them a glare releasing.

"Their my friends, and they have girlfriends, so don't disrespect them." I look straight at my dad. Harry and Niall look my way confused.

"Well we should start heading home." My mom gets in the car followed by my dad.

"I just saved your butts. You're welcome." I put my luggage in the trunk.

"Your dad is a bit-"

"Mean? Rude? Stupid? Yes, I agree." I nod closing the trunk walking around the car.

"What I meant was a bit protective over you."

"No, he's just trying to show that he could beat the shit out of you two if you do something stupid." I hop in the car as the boys followed and we head off to the house.

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