Gold Rush (Niall Fanfic)

Chapter 1 - The Start of Everything

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Chapter 1.

-the start of everything.-

"I love you, you know that?" His arms slithered around my waist. "I know." I smiled against his shoulder.

*1 Year Earlier*

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

My eyes fluttered open and I looked at the time. 7:00. Ugh. Why do I set my alarm so early? School doesn't start for another hour and a half.

**

I hopped in the shower and turned it on the hottest it could go. What? I like hot showers.

I turned off the shower and that annoying squeak came from the shower knob. As it does every time. We should really get that checked out.

I walked into my room and opened the door to my walk in closet. I know, I sound like a brat right. Well my parents are doctors, so. "What to wear, what to wear?" I don't know why it took so long. I wasn't trying to impress anyone or anything. Well, yeah. I was. His name's Niall. He's blond. Well, natural brunette but he dyes it. You can see his brown roots. It's the cutest thing. See, Niall is a straight up dork. Not the hot kind either. The kind that is extremely smart and wears big glasses, and has braces, and has acne. His hair is always up in a quiff, and he wears tank tops and chinos. When you describe him he sounds extremely hot...right? That's not what others think.

**

I'm Ebony Marie Collins. I have waist length brown curly hair. My face is kind of wide, but I think of myself as rather.. Beautiful, you could say. I'm 5'3. Pretty short for a senior, huh?

I looked in the mirror. I admired my unique eye colour. Grey, with a hint of blue outline. I was wearing Hollister skinny jeans. They make my butt look bigger and rounder. White H&M t-shirt with a purple pocket on my right boob. Grey converse I got for my birthday last year, and my waist length chestnut brown curly hair was straightened so it went down to my hips, and no makeup. Perfect.

I raced downstairs and grabbed a bagel from the fridge. As I walked to the toaster I caught a glimpse of the time on the oven. It was already 8:23. SHIIIT. I dropped the bagel and dashed out the door. In the driveway, I climbed into my Kia Rio - or as I call it, my piece of crap.

**

The bell already rang just as I walked into the school doors. I ran to my locker and stuffed all my books inside. I saw Niall walk into the school doors right behind me. It's Niall. Be calm. Be calm. People think I hate him. I always pick on him in the hallways. Sometimes I flick him in the head, or call him baby backne or dick licker. I don't mean it, but that's what makes me super popular. Not to brag. But, I'm kind of the most popular girl in high school. I slammed my locker and ran up behind Niall.

"Hey!"

I chirped. Niall kind of did a double take.

"Wait. You're talking to me?"

He said in his thick Irish accent. Oh yeah, and he's Irish. Shit, what do I do now. Next he'll want to be friends and he'll think that I like him. Wait, I do like him. Oh what the hell.

"Yeah, I'm talking to you. Dick licker. Haha."

I thumped him on the back of his head. He gave me a kind of sad look. Ugh, why am I such a jerk?

**Niall's POV**

"Wait. You're talking to me?"

I was smiling like an idiot on the inside. But I was trying not to lose my cool.