Chapter 1-Maybe

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A/N: Hey guys! thanks for taking the time to read my fanfic! If y'all didn't already know, this is my first ever fanfic! and now that I've gotten a little better at writing, I've gone back and re-read my story. and I realized that chapter 1 and 2...honestly I think they suck.. BUT, I promise that my writing skills have improved and the story definitely gets better and the chapters are longer! so yeah..thanks!!

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“That’s not fair!”

“Ashley Hill! Why do you always have to talk back?!”

“I’m not talking back! I’m just trying to say that I can never go out with my friends because I always have to be looking after her! I mean she’s ten, like she can stay home for a few hours. It’s not that big of a deal. Jeez.”

“Go. To. Your. Room. NOW”

“My pleasure.”

JESUS!! I swear my parents are soo annoying sometimes! Don’t get me wrong, I love them of course, but really? I can’t go to my friend’s house because they don’t want me to leave my little sister home alone. It’s not my fault my parents have to work all the time!! Ok..I take that back..I’m actually really grateful they work so much since they only do it so I can get a good education. I go to a private Catholic college preparatory school. Yeah sounds fancy, and I bet everybody thinks amazing hot preppy guys go to my school. Unfortunately, they don’t.

I turn around and stare at the only thing that makes me happy in life, besides my friends of course. In front of me is a wall full of One Direction pictures. Why can’t guys like that go to my school. They’re just so perfect, and I get to see them tomorrow in concert!! OMGOMGOMG FANGIRLING AT THE MAX RIGHT NOW!! LIKE WHAT IS AIR?! I’M GOING TO BREATHE THE SAME AIR AS ONE DIRECTION!

Ok..I’m done fangirling now. I text my best friend, Olivia, to confirm our plans for tomorrow. I’m going to go pick her up from her house and then we’re going to drive 2 hours to get to the concert in Nashville. We’re staying overnight at a hotel, so we decided to just get ready for the concert in our hotel!

Seriously, those 5 boys are one of the only things in my life now that can make me smile. I’m always fighting with my parents and my little sister! I don’t mean to be they just frustrate me to much! I just want them to quit arguing with me and to just accept me for who I am. I can’t help it that I talk a lot and that my hair isn’t going to be perfect all the time like my sister’s is. God, that awkward moment when a 10 year old is 843295 times prettier than a 17 year old.

Anyways, my name’s Ashley, I’m 17 years old, and I’m going to be a senior in high school this year. I have long dark brown hair, almost black. And I’m naturally tan. Lol..I make myself sound like I’m a goddess! I’M NOT. Trust me. I’m not even skinny..ok, well I’m not fat but still..I’m just really insecure about myself. Probably because I’ve never even had a boyfriend before. No kiss, no cute couple moments, no cuddling while watching Disney movies. Nada. Nothing. Zero. My friends always tell my I’m beautiful inside and out, but I just can’t bring myself to believing them if no guys want me..

I went to sleep that night, dreaming of meeting the boy of my dreams, Niall Horan. A carefree mofo, waiting to find his princess. I just hope that maybe, just maybe, I’m his princess?

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