Irish Boys
 A One Direction Fan Fiction
Prologue

I looked over my suitcase one last time before closing it up and putting it at the top of the stairs for my brother, Joey to take down for me. I walk down the steps to find my Mom crying as she puts my eggs and bacon on a plate. “Mom why are you crying?” I ask bracing myself for her sobs to come. My Mom is overprotective and the only reason she is letting me leave is because my Dad thought it would be a good opportunity.
            “I just can’t believe my baby is all grown up. Here you are going all the way across the glove all summer long!” She says bringing the plate over to me and pouring me a glass of orange juice. I roll my eyes.
            “Mom I won’t be by myself, I will be with Aunt Margie. Besides I am not you’re baby I am 15 now.” I say laughing realizing how ridiculous that sounded. I am only 15 and taking a trip to London with no actual close family is making me nervous but I’ll make it. I eat my breakfast and my Dad comes downstairs smiling. He must not be able to contain his excitement about me getting out of the house. Soon my brother Joey comes downstairs without my suitcase.
            “Where’s my stuff?”
            “What stuff?” He asks opening the milk carton and drinking right from it. My Mom glares at him and then he walks over to me and takes a piece of my bacon.
            “My luggage for my trip to London, you were supposed to bring it down you slob.” I say getting aggravated. He is so annoying. He just gives me a look before running upstairs to kick my things down the stairs. I quickly change into sweat pants and a t-shirt for the long plane ride. I kiss my Mom and Dad good-bye trying to get away from the sobs and awkward good-bye scene as fast as possible.
            My brother dumps my things into the backseat of his car as I sit beside him. “Now remember in London they drive on the other side of the road.” He teased as he pulled out of the driveway. Even though we don’t get along I am going to miss him. My Aunt Martha doesn’t have any kids so it will be pretty awkward there. I am going to London for an over the summers job. I have to work at a recording studio and record things that I see that are different. But really, I am just excited to be going to London. Soon a song comes on the radio.
            My brother starts making fun of the boys in the song. “BABY YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY ELSE!” He screams in a bad voice out the window. I laugh at him. “You don’t like these boys? All the girls at school are crazy about them.”
            “Nah, I don’t really know them that much. Besides why waste my time obsessing over a boy band that would never know I existed?”
            “I raised you well,” He says pulling into the airport and grabbing my things. We talk to the lady at the desk and sit waiting for my plane to leave at 8:30. Soon the announcement comes on for my plane number. “Be careful across the globe from me. No boys’ cuz I’m not there to protect you! Love ya Kendal.” He says smiling and giving me a hug before I turn around to board the plane.
London Here I Come
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 This is my new One Direction Fan Fiction! I hope you enjoy it! (:
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