The Bucket List (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 26: Clueless, Careless, Call me Maybe

I fidgeted my hands amongst each other when Daniel introduced himself and Niall still looked at him with innocence and confusion.

“I bumped into him and he works here, so he was just showing me where Mickey Mouse was,” I tried to explain, pointing at the mouse.

“Why did you leave?” Niall asked. I looked down, staying silent. Did he really not know the answer to that question?

“Is Annie really here?” Liam asked, turning to Niall once he saw the embarrassed look on my face.

“Oh yeah, she’s just going to tell her friends where she is. I was right about to text all of you. She’s meeting me here.” I watched as Liam gave Niall a ‘dude that’s so not cool’ look. It brought a smirk to my face.

“Well I’m going to head off. It was great meeting you all,” Daniel said, awkwardly waving at the group. “It was really great meeting you,” Daniel said, turning to me and reaching out his tanned hand so that it grazed my arm as I looked down blushing. I caught Niall’s glare which I can’t lie, brought me slight pleasure. I gave him a quick smile before he treaded away.

“That was awkward,” Harry, said under his breath. I still hated him. I caught a glace of Annie walking back towards us. I eyed Niall to see how he would react. He smiled gleefully.

“Hi guys!” she said cheerfully, to the boys. They offered her a smile. I noticed that Harry’s was particularly fake.

 “So I thought we could all go on rides together,” Niall suggested.

“Actually, I think I would rather go on whatever ride that Zayn and Louis are on right now,” I said, beginning to walk away as I pulled out my phone.

“Seriously Hope?” Niall called after me. He didn’t sound impressed. I turned around, eyebrows raised in fake innocence. “What is with you? It’s like you’re someone else. Is it something I said or did or what? What’s going on? Why are you all of a sudden different?” Niall was practically screaming at me. Was I really ‘different’? Maybe I had finally cracked under the pressure of trying to be someone else while still being myself. Maybe the Ellen show made me realize that Niall and I didn’t actually possess something that was unlike anything else. After all, we weren’t even official. But then again, what does that even mean? That he asks me a silly little question and I change my facebook relationship status? In hindsight it seems so silly. But then isn’t now. I was in a range. Logic had run away. Far away. I turned on my heal and stomped away in a huff like a four year old girl after being sent to her room for a time out. I didn’t know where I was going. Maybe I would try and find Daniel again. He would make me forget everything. It only took a few seconds before I heard footsteps running up from behind me. I figured it would be Niall, but it wasn’t. It was Harry.

“Go away.”

“Sorry I'm not who you wanted to come after you,” he mumbled and for a second I fell for it.

"Go away!" I snapped back and screamed in his face.

"No."

I turned to face him, my hot red cheeks, fuming. “I hate you for what you said.” He just looked at me. He didn’t say anything back. I kept on going. “People are going to be posting terrible things about me because they’re going to think that I’m involved with you or something!” I screamed at him. “I hate you!” people were staring, but I didn’t care. I pushed his chest with all my might. He let himself be pushed backward. I knew that he could’ve withstood my shove, staying completely still. He still wouldn’t say anything. He just pierced me with his sharp green eyes. His mouth was a straight line. He looked like he was trying to read me. As if what I was screaming at him wasn’t really what I meant. “How mad is he?” I finally asked after letting myself calm down.