***Hey guys so this is my first ever fanfiction! I've read heaps of One Direction ones and I got inspired to right one so yeah feel free to leave an criticism and ideas in a review, it would mean a lot! Enjoy!***
Unlucky In Love
What is love?
Every single person in the world has a different meaning. It means something different to everyone. Some experience a kind of love that makes you happier than you ever imagined you could be. You truly believe that you have found the person you are meant to spend the rest of your life with. And that person becomes the most important one in your life.
Others experience love that hurts you, and hurts you bad. For example, loving someone who has broken your heart. You gave everything to that person, including your heart, and that's something that doesn't come back very easily. This, is the worst kind of love, the one we can never fully get back and feel again, because it has been so badly damaged.
I was fortunate enough, to experience both of these types of love. But after all, everyone deserves love. Someone to wake up and fall asleep to. Someone you can be proud to call you own. Someone you can vow to be with for the rest of your life.
My English teacher once told me, that everyone originally had four legs, four arms and two heads. A Greek god felt threatened by us, so he split us all in half. Now, it is our mission in life to find our other half. Our soul mate. And I was lucky enough to find mine.
This is my story.
The people surrounding us were now a blur. We were running so fast through the airport that we actually knocked a few people over. My legs were getting numb, and my arms were sore from dragging my luggage around. I just wanted to get onto the plane and enjoy my ride to London. Eventually, we got to the terminal. We gave some ladies our bags so we could hurry onto the plane. I grabbed my bag off my shoulder and hurried through it to find my passport and my ticket. I handed them to the lady and she led us onto the plane. We eventually found our seats and sat down. Finally. Tia and I both took huge sighs of relief. We had made it.
"Well, that was quite an adventure hey, Ally?", she said sarcastically.
"Yeah you bet!", I laughed. "Knew we'd almost miss the plane, or loose our bags or something with my bad luck with us along the way."
I'm Alyssa, I'm 19 years old and I'm from Sydney, Australia. I'm on my way over to London to study music at university. I've wanted to be a singer my entire life. It's all I live for. I practically breathe music. But truth is, people haven't really given me a chance to show what I've got. So that's why I'm moving over here, for a fresh start. And who better to do it with then my best friend, Tia.
Tia and I have been best friends since we were born. Our parents had grown up together and had promised each other that they would get pregnant at the same time, so that me and Tia could grow up together. Silly, I know, but we think it's pretty cool.
The plane started to take off. I stared out the window as we were getting higher and higher into the air. This was it. There was no going back now.
"Al?" Tia asked.
"Yeah? What's up?"
"Your not thinking about him are you?"
"Who, Nathan? No, no way! I'm not gonna let thinking about him spoil our trip. Fresh start remember." I smiled.
She smiled back, but I could tell she was worried.
I turned away to hide the pain in my eyes. I didn't want this trip to be an escape, I wanted it to be an adventure. But the more I thought about it, the more I felt like I was escaping from my old life.
My life back home, was horrible. All because of one person. That person originally made me feel on top of the world. I felt as if he was the only one who understood me. The only one who actually cared.
Until, he found someone else, someone better.
A blonde, skinny, confident actress that he was studying at university with. I saw them making out in his room one day when I went to visit him. The picture of them together still haunts me to this day. But I decided I was not going to let anything ruin my time in England, not even the thought of Nathan.
On the plane, there were heaps of tourists surrounding us. Sitting next to us, was an old Asian couple, who were extremely loud. In front of us, a young couple and their baby boy, who wouldn't stop crying, and behind us, a woman and her two daughters, who were talking about a band or something called One Direction.
"Please mum! When we get home can you please take me to the store to get the new One Direction album? I NEED it!" one of them pleaded.
"If you behave Sophie, then we'll see." said her mother.
"I don't see why you like them so much. Sure they can sing and stuff, but they're not that good looking." Said the other daughter.
"What? You can't be serious! It's like five Justin Bieber's in one band!" said Sophie.
Tia and I gave each other weird looks, we had never even heard of 'One Direction'. Tia opened her laptop and started one of her assignments that was due for university. I put my iPod in. We had a long trip to go and listening to music was the only thing that would keep me entertained. I pressed shuffle and 'Paradise' by Coldplay started playing. I was so drained from running around the airport all day. Plus I had gotten up at 4am, so I was incredibly tired. As the plane ride started getting smoother, I slowly drifted to sleep….
…I walked on to a bright stage. I could feel my heart slowly pounding faster and faster… I sat on a stool in the middle of the stage, picked up my guitar and slowly started playing my first song. I looked around the audience to see hundreds of people staring up at me. They were all expecting so much of me. But what if I couldn't live up to their expectations? I could feel my heart beating faster, and my hands were becoming sweaty. The intro was almost over and it was time for me to sing. I lent towards the microphone and opened my mouth to sing. But nothing came out. The room was suddenly dead quiet. I looked around to see everyone's faces waiting for me. The nerves had gotten to me.
Slowly, one by one, every person in the room left, looking extremely disappointed. But there was a man, sitting in the back corner, who stayed sitting, waiting to hear more. I couldn't make out his face though.
"Pretend that no one is watching you, sing like you're the only person in this room. I believe in you." Said the man. He had a beautiful, soft tone to his voice. I longed to see his face. He got up from his seat, and walked towards the stage. The bright lights were blinding me, so I still couldn't see his face properly. Suddenly, all the lights turned off… and I was awake.
I slowly opened my eyes and took a huge stretch. I looked over to see Tia, who was sleeping peacefully. I took out my phone and saw the time, we had 10 more hours till we landed in London. I had never even been out of the country before, so this was going to be incredible. And I couldn't wait to get there.