Love... Maybe

Chapter 1

Taylor's POV

I grab my cheer bag exhausted from today's practice. Being on smoed defiantly isn't easy. I was in the worst mood possible and just wanted to go home.

I get home and walk up the stairs to my room. I walk in to see my black channel bed comforter made with a box neatly on top of it. I open it to find the mark Jacobson bag I had bought. Ahhh the perks of your mom being in the fashion industry.

I shower and comb out my long brown hair. I pull on an old school sweatshirt and shorts then go to bed. I was soon joined by my dog Gemma. I smile and laugh as she licks me then cuddles up. I fall asleep with the hope tomorrow would be better.

~~~~~next morning~~~~~

My alarm rudely awakes me from my dreams. I slowly turn it off and just lay in my warm bed to think. "Maybe today will be different" I silently say to myself. My clothes gently fall to the floor as a pick out what to wear. It took about 10 minuets before I decided on high waisted light blue shorts and a white channel crop top. If you can't tell I'm a little obsessed with channel.

As I drag my feet over to my vanity i mentally prepare myself for today. I don't have many friends and tend to keep to myself. After 8th grade when the girls who I thought were my friends completely turned on me and made fun of me I shut out anyone who tried to get close to me. To most people I come off as stuck up rich girl.

I quickly straighten my wavy hair and put on my favorite coco channel lip gloss. I blend in the creamy foundation and put in my diamond earrings. I grab my oversized Gucci tote bag and my Louis Vuitton's shoes. I struggle as I try to put on my shoes and walk down stairs. My mom greets me with a smile and a cup of coffee

"Good morning honey!" she says with her calming voice.

"Hi mom" I say taking a sip of my coffee. I walk over to the island and pull out the white chairs. I open Instagram almost instantly and see the new picture of Niall Horan with a bunch of the popular girls. Niall is one of the best football players at the school and was soooo hot. I liked him so much but never had the guts to talk to him. I was looking at his picture for so long that I didn't notice it was almost 7:30! I jumped out of my seat and grabbed the keys to my mustang running out the door.

"Bye mom" I scream before I close the door.

~~~at school~~~~

I'm greeted by a stuffed hallway and people blocking my locker.

"Excuse me" I say irritated they won't move.

"Oh my god!" Byron ,one of the jocks, says sounding shocked. "The rich girl can actually talk!"

I roll my eyes and push him away. I grab my algebra book for first period. I try to close my locker but Byron and his jerk friends stop me.

"Woah! little rich girl why in such a hurry?" he questions with an evil smirk on his face.

"Please stop" I say timidly

"Why? we just want to stay and talk to you" all his friends laugh and I can feel my face turn red.

"So tell us" Byron's friend Jackson says "how's your dad's job as the CEO of Nike? And how's your mom doing in the high fashion industry.

"They're fine" I say trying to rip my arm free from Jackson's grip but I having no luck.

"I heard that your parents tried to hire people to be your friends, but even they wouldn't!" Garret says getting a laugh from his friends.

I could feel my eyes starting to water when all of a sudden Jackson was ripped off of me and Niall Horan appears holding his arms in a right grip.

"Why don't you guys just leave her a lone and find something else to do?" he angrily pushes Jackson back to the other boys.

I stand in shock as they back away and Niall turns toward me with a concerned look on his face.

"You ok?"

I manage to get the word "yes" out.

"Those guys are such jerks" he says as he turns away "oh and by the way I don't think you're a stuck up rich girl." He says over his shoulder With a wink.

The rest of the day goes by so fast with only one thought on my mind. Niall. His words kept playing back in my head. Each time his Irish accent sounding even cutter.

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Not sure how I feel about this. I'll probably do a couple chapters then decide if I want to scrap it or not. Leave your thoughts in the comment!

Maddye❤️