Bucket List (Narry AU)

Chapter 1

A/N So how've you guys been? I'm nashtonsteak, this is a story, yay.

I hope you enjoy the story! Don't forget to comment because I want to see your reactions and comments on stuff!

ANYWAY, sorry for the length of the first chapters, this one is the shortest out of all of them

That said, go ahead and enjoy yourself!

"Niall, s-stop it right now!" I screamed between shrieks and laughs as Niall's fingers ran wild through my sides. "Holy crap, Niall, s-stop it! I-I can't breathe"

"That's what you get for not letting me watch the derby, you hairy bitch!" He continued tickling me furiously. Tears were streaming down my face and I could barely breathe from laughter.

Suddenly, a burst of strength rushed through my body and I was able to flip us over. I was pinning Niall down on my bed, holding his wrists, my legs on either side of him. "You were saying?"

Niall rolled his eyes. "It's not fair, you're taller than me!" He chuckled and smiled at me with nothing but passion in his eyes. "I love you, baby"

I loosened my grip on his wrists and let myself on all fours, hovering above him. "I love you too, Ni" I said leaning in. Niall leant in too and crashed our lips together. I felt him smile as the kiss deepened, more passionate than ever.

"Harry!" a voice behind me pushed me away from Niall. My face was buried in a pillow for some reason. I rolled around in my sheets and looked to my bedroom door. "What the crap were you doing, Harry?" my sister asked me with the most suspicious look on her face.

"S-Sleeping." I stuttered. I can't believe the thing with Niall and I... was a dream. "What are you doing here? It's my room." I said, sleepy and disappointed.

"It's 7:30am already. You're gonna be late for school if you don't hurry up." I rubbed my eyes and got up. Gemma, my sister, threw me a towel and left the room. "I'm gonna make you breakfast, be quick."

I simply shouted a yes back at her. Gemma can be so mean sometimes, waking me up in the middle of my dream... Still, I can't believe it's come to this. Why am I having dreams about him all of a sudden? I mean, I don't even know him. Actually, I hadn't even seen him before last week. What the hell, Harry.

I turned on the shower and got my boxers undressed. At this point in the year, I can't sleep with anything else but boxers unless I feel like melting away in my sleep. I threw them onto the corner and sat down waiting for the water to warm up. When it was fine, I got into and let the water stream down my body.

I couldn't help but think of him. For the last few days, all I did was think of him. Niall Horan. His beautiful blue eyes, his bleached blond hair, his cheeky smile whenever he talked to people. I felt something inside me that I had never felt before.

"Harry!" my sister woke me up from my thoughts once again "Would you get going already?" I looked at my phone which I left on top of the toilet seat. The time read as "7:47". Holy crap, have I really been showering for 10 whole minutes already?

I turned off the water after showering properly and picked up the towel Gemma threw me, which I had hung on the door. I wrapped it around my waist after drying my head and torso and got out the bathroom. I threw the clothes I had prepared the day before on my bed and started getting dressed.

A dirty white tanktop with the number 48 on it in black, my light grey beanie, skinny jeans and my favorite sneakers. I was always the more sporty type, I don't like dressing up unless I need to. Then again, I'm going to school now so it's not like I need to get a tux or something.

I went downstairs and saw Gemma watching some reality show that started airing a few weeks ago. She's completely obsessed, even though it's really dumb in my eyes.

As soon as I walked into the kitchen, I saw bacon strips cooking on the frying pan. The unbearable stench of smoke told me the bacon was... let's say, crispy. Gemma was never the best cook.

I turned off the stove and put my slightly burnt bacon on a plate along with the scrambled eggs Gemma made. At least she didn't screw up on those. When I got done eating, I put the plate in the sink and took a bottle of water out of the fridge.

"Are you ready to leave, Harry?" Gemma said, never taking her eyes off her show. "You're gonna be late if you aren't." she said, not even trying to sound worried.

"Yeah, I am" I said, rolling my eyes and putting the cold water bottle in my bag. "Let's get moving, or nah?" I joked. Gemma paused the recording and looked at me confused.

"Or nah?"

"Don't tell me you've never heard me say it, sis." I gasp "I say it all the time."

She sighed "I never pay attention to your rambling anyway" Ouch, someone's in a bad mood today. "C'mon, let's go." She picked up her car keys and opened the front door.

"Harry, I've been meaning to ask you something since this morning" Gemma broke the silence between us during the trip to school.

I looked at her curiously. "And what would that be?" Please, don't make me talk about the dream. Please.

"Who's that Niall chick you were moaning about in your sleep?" My heart skipped a beat. Did I sleep talk? Did I sleep talk his NAME? "It's kind of a weird name, for a girl."

"Niall? What a weird name" I laughed nervously "I don't know any girl named Niall!"

"Yeah you do. You were saying her name while you were asleep." I saw a smirk on her face as she kept her eyes on the road "And you even said... 'I love you too, Ni'. I heard it." She chuckled.

Fuck. I can't believe she heard that. I can't believe I said that. "I've no idea what y-you're talking about." I stuttered nervously. I can't having her know who Niall is. "I told you, I don't know any Niall"

She laughed at me "You're such a horrible liar, Harry! She's your crush, isn't it? You little cheeky bastard! When were you planning on telling me you had a little crush!?" she joked

"I told you I don't know any girl named Niall! And I definitely don't have a crush on her, if she existed! And even if she did, you have no right to control my life!" I snapped making her jump a bit in her seat. She blushed from embarrassment, my face red with anger and my clenched fist resting on my knee.

"Jeez, bro... Sorry" I didn't answer back. The school is not even far away, I don't want to talk to her anymore.

A/N Sorry again for the length, but the next ones will be longer I swear! By the way, if you guys wanna follow me on twitter I'm @ashtoniallauren

Also, I'm putting a little question at the end of the chapter, just to know you guys better bc why not.

QOTC: What song have you guys been listening to lately?

AOTC: Just a Little Bit of Your Heart, by Ariana Grande. It's the best song ever, I swear! AND Harry wrote it, and did such a great job!

Anyway, see you guys next chapter!

~Bips x