Bucket List (Narry AU)

Chapter 25

A/N 25 chapters into this story, damn! That sounds like a lot to me for some reason.

Anyway, hi! I'm here to say I'm working on a completely different story than I originally thought for what's gonna come out after Bucket List is done. (It's a Muke AU)

I didn't re-read this to check for spelling mistakes again, but enjoy the chapter nonetheless! Don't forget to vote and share and comment bc I want to see your reactions to things!! Happy reading!

(Niall's POV)

"The number you have diale-" the voice on the other side of line answers robotically

Bah, crap. Why the fuck won't he answer the call, Harry?? Are you okay? Where are you even? I have to make things right. I need to.

[To: Harry] "Harry, something really important happened. I know you hate me but pls talk to me... ilyx"

I pondered about sending the text with the little 'ilyx' tacked on at the end, my finger hovering over the send button. I pressed it, and let out a sigh. Nothing could really go more wrong than it's already gone, so I guess I've got nothing to lose.

A vibration inside my front pocket made me take my phone hurriedly from it, and it fell screen-first into the concrete of the sidewalk. "Shit" I muttered as I picked it up and noticed a giant crack right on the middle of the glass. "Shiiiiiit."

[From: Hunter] "Harry's with me bro, come over to my place, I'm heading there :)"

[To: Hunter] "wtf?? Hunter where were you last night?"

[From: Hunter] "We ended up sleeping at my other house, I didn't remember today was Saturday. You know dad likes to spend the weekend on the other side of town."

[To: Hunter] "Don't go home"

[To: Hunter] "I'll meet you in the park, please don't go home."

[From: Hunter] "Why tf, Niall? I'll go home and then I'll meet you there"

I muttered an 'ugh' as I frowned, looking down at my phone. My fingers played with the air above the phone before quickly typing in another text and running back to Hunter's street.

[To: Hunter] "I'll meet you there then." 

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The crowd of people started dispersing since I last was here. There were only a bit over half as many people, the true gossipers, left observing the rescue efforts. I also noticed the woman I spoke to was nowhere to be found. Good thing she wasn't 'searching for talent' in a fire site.

"N-Niall?" a deep british voice echoes in my ears from behind making my heart flutter, and start beating a million times faster. "What's this all about?"

I turn around and see Hunter and Harry holding hands, a short brunette beside them. "Hi Mrs. Hayes, Hunter, Harry." I try and fake a smile, but the horror on their faces quickly makes it disappear.

"Niall..." says Mrs. Hayes, clearly horrified. "...what happened here?"

"I can explain it... I can explain it all. But I'd rather do it somewhere else, if you're okay with it." I mutter embarassed, shaking inside my body with the cold but oddly caring look Harry directed at me. Hunter and Mrs. Hayes are in the brink of tears if I read them correctly.

"Where do you think we can go?" Harry suggested, wrapping his arms around Hunter, whose lips were quivering with fright. "The café?"

"Anywhere will do. I just need you all to take a seat."