Prisoner's of Fate (Narry Storan)

Chapter 1

Hey guys, this is my first fanfic I've ever written and I really hope you like it. Fan, vote whatever it is you do hah :L Umm comments and feedback would be amazing, just so I know whether I'm doing any good or not? Anywho, here is the first chapter and I really hope you enjoy it!!! 

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Niall P.O.V

I woke up to the sound of my alarm beeping at me angrily. Ugh, 6am on a Monday morning on the first day of the 3 term of school. I knew today was not going to be fun. I lay on my back for a while, contemplating whether it would be worth it to skip but I decided it would be worse to have to catch up on all the work so I may as well go. I hauled myself out of bed and stumbled into my wardrobe. I changed into a pair of dark skinny jeans and a white t-shirt. I walked past my brother’s bedroom and I could hear the heavy screamo music coming from underneath the door, I shook my head and carried on into the bathroom. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and cringed. I had dark bags under my eyes and my hair was sticking up in all directions. I decided I couldn’t be bothered making my appearance presentable and wasting my time, so I splashed my face with water and chucked on a snapback to cover my bed hair. I checked my reflection one more time and sighed, I hated how I looked but it was going to have to do.

I went back to my room and grabbed my school bag and then headed downstairs. I really didn’t want to deal with all my family’s drama this morning so I left the house without a word to anyone and headed to the café across the road for breakfast. After I’d eaten, I walked out onto the street and started to walk to school, putting my music in my ears and turning the volume fully up.

I was walking along, almost at school when I felt someone’s arms wrap around my neck, I instantly started to panic and tried to push the arms away. As the hold on me was loosened, the person pulled my earphones out of my ears.

“Fuck off!” I snapped as I turned around to see my best friend Liam standing behind me putting his arms up in surrender and laughing hysterically.

“Whoa, calm down mate… I didn’t meant to scare you, it was just meant to be a laugh.” He started to laugh again, mocking my outburst. Liam was my best friend, he was the only person I could really call a friend at all, but I really didn’t feel like dealing with his over-happy mood right now. I just wanted to get the day over and done with.

He followed after me as I walked away from him, heading through the school gates, into the morbid courtyard.

It was the typical public school courtyard, with the very stereotypical groups in the designated areas. In one corner was the nerdy kids, all sitting with books and computers, comparing notes, studying and finishing homework. Next to them, towards the middle of the courtyard were the cheer-girls, playing with their hair and sitting with their boyfriend, the jocks, who sat with them uncomfortably waiting for the gossip and make-overs to finish. In the another corner were the unsocial kids, the ones who were labelled as weird, I just saw them as unique, they all sit with their notebooks drawing and writing creative things without speaking a word. Then, there was my group. The group everyone stayed away from… the ‘druggies’. I wish I wasn’t part of this group but I was, mostly because of my family connections but still, they were the only people I knew in the school. I glanced over to the other side of the courtyard and cringed at the last group in the courtyard. The unmentioned group. I didn’t feel like starting a fight this morning so I quickly looked away and tried to seem interested in my ‘friends’ conversation.

I hated school so much and I couldn’t wait to get out of here. The only reason I even attended my classes was because my stupid probation officer told me that if I didn’t, they’d send me back to juvy. Personally, I preferred juvy, my parents however, much preferred school. They wanted me to stay out of trouble but that’s pretty hard when you’re a well-respected member of one of the biggest gangs in the city.

I put my head down and walked away from the group after barely standing with them for five minutes. As I went to leave school I felt someone grab my arm and turned around to see Liam.

“Hey, Niall are you okay? You seem kind of off today…” He looked at me with worry in his eyes and I knew I couldn’t lie to him and tell him I was okay.

I took his hand in mine and led him out of the school and around the corner, once we were there I pulled into a tight hug, buried my head in his shoulder and started crying.

“I can’t deal with this Liam.” I cried.

“Hey, hey calm down. You’re gonna be okay. Just talk to me, tell me what’s going on.” He whispered quietly in my ear as he gently stroked my hair.

“Okay…” I breathed out. “I was talking to mum and dad casually last night over dinner and mum asked me if I fancied anyone and I told her no like I always do. I tried to get them to drop the subject but they kept pestering me about needing to get a girlfriend soon because I’ve never had one and I got really frustrated and just screamed at them that maybe I didn’t like girls! They both got so angry. This wasn’t how I wanted to come out to them. I wanted it to be more special, I wanted to be sure they were ready and be ready myself but I just got so caught up and-” I started shaking, unable to finish my sentence.

“Niall… Niall, look at me. He pulled away from me and cupped my face to so that I would look at him.

“You’re going to get through this okay? We’re going to get through this. Your ‘rents will come around, I know they will. You just need to give them some time and them sit down and talk to them about everything, okay?”

I looked him in the eye and nodded, not trusting my voice after my breakdown. I loved Liam, not in that way, but like a brother. He always knew how to make everything seem okay. Even if it wasn’t… and in this case, I knew it wouldn’t be.

I hugged him again before pulling away and letting him lead me back into the school grounds. As the bell for first period sounded Liam and I went our separate way to go to class. I slowly walked down the hallway, not paying attention to everything going on around me. As I walked around the corner I ran straight into someone. I looked up into the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen, my breath hitched in my throat. The mysterious eyes stared down at me, partially hidden by a mess of dark brown curls. As I moved my gaze down, I admired the body of the boy in front of me. A dark t-shirt hanging over his broad shoulders with black skinny jeans hugging his never ending legs. I took a step back to full take in the beautiful boy in front of me and gasped. Standing in front of me was the heir to my rival gang, the Styles'. Harry Edward Styles.

“Well, well… If it isn’t Mr. Niall Horan. You sir should watch where you walk.” He spat at me harshly.

I raised my eyebrows and sighed. I was really getting sick of his smartass comments and ‘too cool’ persona. I heard the second bell ring, signaling that we should be in class but I ignored it. There was no way I was backing down from this.

“Oh I’m so sorry Mr. Styles. I really didn’t mean to run into you, I was just too caught up in thought about some silly gang who managed to get busted doing one of their drug deals? Hmm, who was that again…? Oh wait, I believe that was you Mr. Styles.” I responded with equal harshness and sarcasm.

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