The Bucket List (a niall horan fanfic)

Chapter 1:

Jane’s P.O.V:

“I’m sorry but the cancer is terminal”

That sentence would usually put most people into depression. They would spend their last months, weeks or even days with their family waiting for the dreaded day.

Not me. I couldn’t care less if my days where numbered. It’s not like my life is important. I don’t even have a family if you don’t count my best friend Katy whose bed is next to mine. “How long do I have left?” I ask my doctor who is sitting on the edge of my bed.

“Five months Jane” she says rubbing my hand in a circular motion. Five months. I smile at her.

“So be it” I shake my head slightly and raise both eyebrows sadly. My doctor pats my head. I have very little hair but I still have it. I smile up to her and climb into my hospital bed. I love their beds; they are so fresh and clean.

I have always hated my life and now I know it was a waste anyway. I haven’t achieved anything at all. I am virgin, I haven’t ever had a boy friend and I haven’t even kissed a boy! I haven’t been on an airplane, been to a disco or even a proper school. I am seventeen and I haven’t even been to McDonalds! I am a waste of space. Another reason to die.

I touched my head. Some wispy bits of black hair fell into my hand. I remember when I had hair. It was midnight black. A guy I used to share a ward with used to call me snow white because I was always pale yet my hair was dark as night. I think his name was James or something like that but he died when he was eight because of his brain cancer.

Katy is having treatment at the moment so I decide I should get some sleep. I close my eyes and let sleep over come me. My world turns black. Will this be what it is like when I die? Will everything turn black like I’m sleeping? Will it be a dreamless sleep?

Niall’s P.O.V

This was it. It was time to get revenge. This will teach Louis to get Nandos with out taking me! This was for the chicken that ended up in him instead of me.

I had loaded the water gun before I had entered the studio. Apparently ‘Simon’ (and by Simon I mean me) had text him saying he wanted to talk with him at 8:30 at the studio. Oh revenge was sweet. 

The door opened and I heard Louis Innocent voice. Innocent my butt. “Simon? You wanted to talk?” he called out as he turned into the room I was hiding in. I counted to three under my breath and jumped out behind him.

“For the Nando chickens!” I scream at the top of my lungs fist pumping the air. Before Louis can even form his mouth into an O shape I squirt dirty water at his blue and white stripy shirt. He looks down at his shirt and his eyes fill with anger. I am dead, that was his favourite shirt!

“You are dead Horan!” He yells at me before legging it at me. I sprint as fast as I can out of the door and out the studio. I ram my brain for a place to hide. Then I remember the studio have built a pool.

I make a quick turn in the direction I remember they made the hole. The pool was due finished yesterday so when I see the tiles ahead of me I make no hesitation to dive in. That’s when I realise the pool is behind schedule.

I land face down on hard tiled flooring 2 meters below. The last thing I remember is passing out.

Jane’s P.O.V

I blink my eyes open and check the clock beside me. I have been asleep for a good three hours. Katy should be back by now. I look over to her bed but instead I see some guy with blonde hair flicking through the TV channels. He notices I have woken up and smiles at me.

“Hey you woke up” he smiles cheerfully. He has an Irish accent. I have never seen this guy in my life.

“Do I know you?” I question him. There are so many questions I want to ask him. Like why is he in Katy’s bed and where the hell is Katy! 

“Not personally but you should of heard of me” he tells me. I look at him as if to say I need a clue “One direction” he says bluntly.

“One direction?” I repeat in the form of a question “Did you go on that show the Y factor or something like that?” I ask him. The name rings a bell but I don’t really care about famous people.

“The X factor. We are like the biggest boy band in the world”

“So someone from the biggest boy band in the world has cancer?” I say narrowing my eyes.

“I don’t have cancer”

“Then why are you in the cancer ward?”

“Because there are no spaces in the other wards”

“Then where is Katy going to go?”

“Who’s Katy?”

“The only person left in my life!” I scream at him. He looks taken back by my outburst.

“Something else is up. Spill” He says cheekily. He swings his legs out of bed and I see his left arm is broken.

“Well I have five months to live” I smile sweetly. His mouth forms an O shape and his eyes grow about ten times bigger.

“Why aren’t you parents here?” He breathes out.

“They died. In a car crash when I was one. They left me in my pram at the side of the road and drove off. They then got hit by a truck and died.”