Moving. My mom's boss some how thought moving was the solution to everything these past few years. So, we packed up and left. Only instead of back to the town where Daniella (my best friend) lived, that we lived in from the time I was born until we moved to New York City (two years ago) , Mr. Johnson had gave my mom more unexpected news. That went like this...
It was a month ago and he stopped by the house, requesting to speak with my mother. He smiled like he always did. "Laken, let me speak to your mom. I have rather exciting news for the both of you." I rolled my eyes and called for my mom and went upstairs to my bedroom. Twenty minutes later, my mom laid the news on me. We weren't moving back to Chicago, we were going to England. There went my summer with Daniella and all of the time I have spent with my friends here? Waisted. The summer dance? Dead to me. Being class presidant? Gone. My life? Yep. It was over.
*In England, just after school was let out.
I was in my room finishing unpacking when I got a video chat call on oovoo. It read 'DANIELLA :)' I smiled. We chatted for a long time before my mom called me to go with her to the studio. She wanted me to meet her coworker's daughter, that could maybe help me with getting used to things.
At the studio I met Peter, my mom's equal here and his daughter, Ella. She gave my outfit a look over. She was in grey chinos, a stiped top and converse. I was wearing a mid-thigh length, cream and navy floral dress, navy lace tights and black combat boots. She had a black over the shoulder bag, while I had a small louis vittioun bag. She was wearing bold gray eyeliner and bright pink blush while I had on a little eyeliner, a little mascara and light pink blush. We were very different. Our parents left us to get to work.
"You really are an American." Ella snapped.
"That's what happens when you come from America." I said back. Behind me I heard laughter. There stood the most beautiful boys I have seen my life. There was three of them, then two more appeared from around the corner. I glanced at Ella. She had stood up straight and had a smile spread across her face, but I could tell she was embarressed about what she had said.
"I'm Harry." Said the boy with amazing curly hair. He also had a killer smile.
"I'm Niall." The boy with stunning blue eyes and blonde hair said. "That is Liam, Louis and Zayn." He said while smiling. They looked kind of familiar.
"Hi. I'm Laken. Is there a piano somewhere here?" Ella gave me a look of shock and hit my arm. "What, Ella? I didn't ask them to take off thier clothes. Goodness." I told her, annoyed. The boys laughed again. She shook her head and muttered something and walked away. "She is supposed to help me get to know how things work here, but she isn't very good at her job." Harry and Niall smiled.
"I'll show you the piano." Harry said. "We were going to get lunch, but that can wait a few minutes." I smiled back at him. " Follow me." We walked down a long hallway and turned to the left. There was a beautiful baby grand piano. He sat in one of the chairs. "Play away." He could see the shock on my face. I never really have played in front of anybody besides Daniella and some of my other friends, and Jaimie, my sister who lives in LA. "Please?" He asked.
"I am only doing this once, so I suggest you get the other boys." Harry smiled. About ten minutes later Harry came back. They all sat in the chairs. I sat at the piano and decided what to play. I choose 'How To Save A Life' by The Fray. I sang through the second chorus when I heard the door open and close. I couldn't keep going without knowing who else was in the room. I turned around and Louis was gone.
" Keep going, I love that song." Liam said. My mom was standing outside of the door talking to Ella and looking disappointed.
"I can't." I grab my bag and leave the room through the other door. I walked down the hallway more, and found an empty training room. I sat in the corner and went through my bag, only to realize I left my phone on the piano. I wanted to go home, so badly. I wanted to be able to sit at home, in my room and play my upright piano or my guitar and sing without my mom home. I wanted to be able to sit in Central Park with David and Kenzie and talk. Not with Ella or in some strange house. Before I knew it, the door opened.
Niall came over and sat across from me. "You left this on the piano." He set my phone my by side. I looked down, avoiding eye contact. "Don't be upset. You were amazing." He reached out and put his hand on my knee. I looked up. "I know, how about we get to know each other. With a voice like that, you will become popular on the charts really fast. Why are you here exactly?" He smiled. I couldn't help getting lost in his ocean blue eyes.
"I'm here because my mom's boss wanted her in the studio over here. What about you?"
"We were recording a song for our new album. I am really suprised you came to England not knowing who we are." Niall said. It hit me. They were that UK band Daniella loved, One Direction. "I'm only teasing." A huge smile spread across his face. He was about to say something when my phone went off and startled both of us. I was shocked when I saw what the screen said. It read, ' Harry ;)'. I opened the message. 'hey, love. where did you go? I have your ipod. I'll give it back to you later, just tell me where and when. xxx'
I noticed Niall had removed his hand from my knee. "What the hell? How did he..." I trailed off.
"Harry put all of our phone numbers in your phone. Just in case. He got your number because he texted himself." Niall answered. I stood up and grabbed Niall's hand.
"Why don't we some place where I can get something to eat? I'm starving. I know you already ate, but if I leave this place alone, I'll get lost." Niall laughed. "I adore your laugh, Ny." He smiled at the nickname. There was a door that lead outside at the end of the hall, but as we went twaords it, my mom saw us. She started to end the coversation she was having. I knew she would come after me because I was sneaking off with Niall and wasn't with Ella. "Niall, run." I grabbed his hand tighter and we ran to the door.