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Adventures in England

Chapter 3

I walk out of the airport to the sound of car horns and the cold nipping at my nose. I am finally here! All the years of planning and anticipation could not have prepared me for the emotions I was feeling looking out at my new home.

“Come on darling, my car is to the right,” my aunt affectionately said.

I’ve been sending things over a little at a time so she has been getting my house ready for me. I can’t wait to see it in person! I know not to expect much considering it has only been a couple months since I graduated and I have like no money but I can call it mine, which is all that matters to me. Plus I lived in a dorm for 2years. Surely I will be able to live with this.

My aunt is talking my ear off as we make our way to the car; I love her an all but boy can she talk. She is talking about all the wonderful things we will be able to do now that I live here full time. I mean I’m excited about all of that stuff but I am sooo ready to start work. This is what I have been waiting my entire life to do, helping people in the city that I love.

The rest of the day flew by as we unpacked and got me settled into my new house. Soon I was getting ready for bed. After I washed my face and put on my pajamas I fell asleep with a smile on my face now that all my dreams were coming true.

*Nialls POV*

As I make my way out of the pub I can’t help feel a little nauseas. I don’t remember drinking that much but who knows, maybe I didn’t eat enough before us guys went to celebrate the release of our new album.

“Hey Niall, are you up for coming to an after party at Zayne’s house?” Liam inquires.
I almost said yes but then another wave of nausea hits me, so instead I answer, “No you guys go without me. I think I’m just going to head back to my house instead. It’s been a long day.”

They stare at me for a couple of seconds in disbelief that I am actually turning down a party before they realize I wasn’t joking and then head to securities van. After they leave I tell my security guys that I’m going to be just fine walking to my car on my own. I have felt off the last couple days so I brought my car just in case something like this happened. I find my car fairly easy because I died my hair brown just a couple days ago so a lot of the fans still don’t recognize me because they aren’t used to it.

I start to drive away when a sharp pain starts to erupt out of my stomach and starts to throb. I try to focus on driving, but it seems like the more I try to focus the worse the pain gets. After about 5blocks of this I have to pull over and get sick. It was then that I noticed the blood in my vomit. I stare at it for a couple of minutes just to be sure that actually came from me. But soon enough the pain comes back with a vengeance. I stagger back into my seat and try to make it back home the fastest I can.

When I am about 5miles from my house I can hold back the pain anymore. I let out a yell to try to relieve the pain but all that does is make me have a headache. As another wave of pain hits me like a hurricane, my vision goes blurry and I start to feel light headed. The last thing I remember from there is the sound of a horn blaring and metal being crushed together.

Notes

what happens to Niall? what is wrong with his stomach?

My school goes on break in the next couple days so I will be able to update a lot more!


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