The Bucketlist (A Niall Horan Love Story) [HIATUS]

Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

Alisson's POV

I felt the warm air hit my face as I was sitting on my little stool here in my peaceful attic. The sight outside was wonderful; the beautiful sunset, the orange sky, the green, tall trees which seemed to grow taller everyday, and the birds flying up in the air. I can hear the soft laughter of children playing outside, and I realized that I was living in a wonderful world. Why am I being so dramatic? I thought, giggling.

Today I decided to stay up here in my little attic, not knowing what to do. Until I decided to get my notepad and my pencil. So now I am scribbling some words on my notepad. I guess you're wondering what I am writing. Actually, I am writing a bucketlist. I have no idea why I made one. My mind just tells me to do so and something inside me tells me I have to, so I did. I was already in number five when I heard a knock.

"Ali! it's dinner time!" my mom exclaimed.

I sighed and grabbed my notepad and pencil and placed them in the drawer under my study table. "Okay mom, I'll be down there in a minute!" I replied.

I got up from my chair and looked around, seeing the things scattered on the floor. Oh gosh, I thought. 

I bent down and started picking up the things and placed them inside my big antique chest that was given to me by my aunt during my 12th birthday. 

Finally I was done fixing my things so I went down carefully to my bedroom and down to the dining room. 

I sat down beside my little brother, Mason, and got a chunk of grilled beef and a small amount of rice. I hungrily placed a spoonfull of food inside my mouth and chewed it quickly and swallowed. 

 I saw from the corner of my eye that Mason was looking at me and raised an eyebrow, but I didn't mind. I was so SO hungry that I can eat a whole house. Nah, I'm just kidding.

"Tell me, Ali. How many days have you not eaten?" Mason teased. I gave him a death glare and swallowed. "Shut up, Mason. I'm just so hungry! Why, is it bad to eat a lot?" I told him. He raised his hand in surrender. "Fine, fine. Go ahead and eat as much as you can." he said. I raised an eyebrow at him and stuck my tongue out.

"Stop arguing kids and just eat," Dad said. Kids? Seriously, dad?, I thought.

I finished my food quickly and placed my plate on the sink. I hurridly ran to the living room to watch my favorite show. Mason joined me in the living room and sat beside me in the sofa.

My mom entered the living room and stood infront of the TV, blocking our view. "Mom! Please move. You're covering the screen!" Mason whined. I swear he sounded like a 5 year-old kid even though he was already 13. 

"No Mason, it's time to go to bed. It's your first day of class tomorrow! Aren't the two of you excited? mom exclaimed. I groaned. I am not excited! Why would I be? I'm going to study in 'the most prestigious school' called Willemburg University here in London. And it's going to be my first year there which means I'm new. I hate being a new student. It just feels so awkward. You have no friends yet, you have no idea about the school, so is there any reason to be excited?

"But mom I-" Mason complained but mom cut him off. "No BUTS Mason. C'mon go to bed. And you to Ali," mom said as she pushed the off button of the TV. Mason and I sighed and went upstairs to our bedroom. 

I closed the door of my bedroom and jumped on my bed, burrying my face on my pillow. I tried to imagine what will happen in my first day tomorrow. I hope it will be fine. I sighed and pulled my blanket up to my chin and closed my eyes forcing myself to sleep.