Flipped - How We Got Here

Nancy’s POV

       “Wake up, Nance” I heard my brother was waking me up. “Huh? What?” I shouted back.

       “We’re almost there” he reminded. “Oh great” I scream-whisper-. I. AM. SO. EXCITED!!! YAAAYY!! How could I not? I mean, this day, this hour, this minute, this second, I finally move to Ireland! The place where Niall James Horan, one of one direction’s member lives! Yes, I’m a directioner… it’s normal right? A teenage girl falls for them? Well, I’m not such a huge fan who always buys their tickets or their merchandises. They’re a wee bit too expensive for me. Hehe.

       “Nancy, sister… can you please shut up? Just friendly reminder we’re in a plane, public place, not your private room” said George interrupting me fangirling. Then I made pouted face.

       “I still don’t understand you girls… why are they so desperately adore that one direction guy” said George again make me stare at him with disbelief expression.

       “I do too… I do not understand why you boys hate them so much? You’re all just jealous of them. You barely know them. If you know them like I do, you’ll like them for sure” I said trying to make my words sound like a wise man.

       “Exactly! I bare-WE. Both of us barely know them. They just make it all up, Nance. Just for popularity… all they care is to keep their reputation on top. They don’t even know and they don’t even want to know you exist” said George advising. Oh my God! I wanna punch him in the place where all boys don’t want to be punched! But I didn’t do that, he’s my brother. Besides, we’re in a plane. I don’t want to be kicked out of the plane because people think I’m a maniac!

       Oh! Did I mention that I moved to Ireland? I did? Great. Yes it is! The reason why I moved to Ireland? Well… remember the previous story of mine? Ok cool. So, George’s boss needs him to manage his company in Ireland. I’m not sure where the company is, but who cares? I said yes the first time he told me we got to move to Ireland. Even I have to say goodbye to my friends which are just two: Megan and Oliver. Megan is a directioner too, but not Oliver, since he is as boring as my brother. But it’s worth it right? I know.

       “We’re here!!” I said full of excitement.

       After me and George take care of our stuffs, we hire a cab. In the trip, we just stuck in a silent air. My brother as always thinks about his job and everything, and me? As always I’m too busy drowning in my own thoughts about Niall. I’m Nancy Juliette Holmes now officially put my feet on the same land with Niall, same country with Niall, I even breathe the same air with Niall! Okay that’s creepy.

Niall’s POV

       “According to my count, my plane is going to leave in like 10 minutes” I said looking at watch.

       “Niall, I think I should go now… Gemma needs me. Have a nice trip” Harry said. I just nodded. Now it’s just me, because Loui, Liam, and Zayn already home few minutes ago. I can’t drive yet, so Harry put me here. I put my glasses on, so no one can see my face. I’m not paranoid, but I just don’t want to have people screaming in front of my face right now.

       Yes, I’m going home. God, I miss Ireland so much! Moreover, I miss my mum and Greg. I can’t wait to see them! It’s been four months since the Take Me Home Tour. It was crazy as always. I love those moments. I tried so hard to live my dream, and I’m very grateful for that. So many people want to be in my place now. I was rethinking my journey before a woman’s voice in the speaker said my plane is here. Yes, I’m taking a public plan. Because Paul who always takes care of my flight to Ireland is busy because his mom is ill. I think it’s okay because you can’t scream in the plane, you’ll get people mad if you do.

Soo… here we go, Ireland!

Nancy’s POV

       “Nance, can you help me instead of just standing in front of the door?” said George interrupting my thoughts. Again.

       “Fine” I sighed then helped him. We now live in a small house which his company paid for him. I just realized that we have a lot of stuffs and they took a lot of my energy. Having our stuffs on the place, I made us iced tea then sit next to him.

       “George, can I bike around here? We’re done clean this house… please?” I said trying to make a puppy face. He just smiled and nodded. Man, sometimes I think he’s my father! He makes me think that way! Don’t blame me.

       “Nancy, can you get some groceries? Here’s the money” he said handing me the money. “Okay”

        I changed into a tank top with my favorite dress and a short, then I put my bike outside. I checked it for some minutes before ride it. I bought this bike since I was thirteen, now I’m eighteen. See? I’m normal. I said ‘bought’ because I saved money for that bike, well not exactly that bike, I wanted to buy other bike but my money was not enough because I had to buy medicine for George who was ill that moment, so I just got this bike.

       Back to real life. I ride my bike through the street, I let the fresh air fill my lungs. I like this place. It’s Ireland, Niall Horan lives in the same country as me, this place has some fresh air, it also has beautiful views. Ah, could it be any better?

       As I enjoy my crazy thoughts, I saw a sign said “Raithin Rd”. Oh, I live in Raithin Road. Wait, why does it sound familiar to me?

George’s POV

       It’s been hours since Nancy left. I’m standing in the porch, staring around the neighborhood. It is a beautiful place. The air is fresh, peaceful and cozy. It’s quiet here, of course it is. It’s ten in the morning, everyone must be working now. Well, I’ll start working tomorrow. So does Nancy. Of course she has to be in college. She just graduated from High School few weeks ago. Of course I have prepared it all. And of course I used my salary and Nancy’s saving for this. I want her having a better life. I don’t want her to be like me. Okay I sound like a father. Forget it.

       “Hello there” said an old lady breaks my thoughts.

       “Oh, hello Ma’am” I said greeting her.

       “Why I have never seen you before, boy? Are you new here?” she asked.

       “Well, I actually just moved here, Ma’am” I said. I let her in then make her some tea and we chatted. She said her name was Mrs. Baker, she lives two blocks from here, and she sells cupcakes at the corner of the street. She is such a lovely woman and easy to talk with. I talked a lot about me and Nancy and how I love her and don’t want her to be hurt, and also about our parents.

       “Night is always darkest before the dawn, dear… it’s always dark and scary, but everything will get better, and the sun will shine brighter than ever” she said before leave. She has to sell cupcakes, remember?

Nancy’s POV

       “I’m home!” I shouted.

       “Nancy, can you please just silence for once? I’m trying to sleep here” George moaned from his bedroom. Whoops, my bad!

       “Sorry” I said with a sheepish smile.

       I walked to my room trying to sleep too, till I saw a familiar boy pulling his suitcase into the house which is beside mine. He wears sunglasses although the weather was not too hot. And there’s a lady hugs him. Wait, is that the lady I met in the market this morning? I usually will run over there and ask if I get curious, but now, I’m very sleepy and tired and my eyes slowly shut.