just lovely (A Niall Horan Love Story)

chapter one

A/N-
here we go. gonna try to make this a good one. :)
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>Ariana's POV<

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE-*
I cut of the alarm clock by slamming my fist on the off button. I groaned as I rolled out of bed, not looking forward to the shitty Monday that the day had promised. "Ariana! Are you up yet!?" My mum hollered up the stairs. "Yes, mum! I'll be down in 15!" I turned the shower on and hopped in. I let the water soak my hair and run down my back. I quickly washed my hair with my shampoo and conditioner, and getting out of the shower I wrapped my blonde locks in a towel. As I sauntered back into my bedroom I noticed a vanilla bean frappe sitting on my vanity. I smiled to myself and quickly threw on a dark pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, running down the stairs with my coffee. Why you ask? Because my dad is always away, I barely get to see him, and when he rarely gets to come home from work he always brings me a vanilla bean frappe. "DAAAAD!" I squealed as I jumped into his arms for a hug. He quickly embraced me into his strong arms and we stood there hugging for at least 5 minutes. "I missed you," he whispered. "so much." He finished. "I missed you too, dad." I choked out with silent tears falling from my eyes. He gently wiped them away. "Don't cry baby," he pleaded. "I can't..help it..dad," I started with tears streaming down my face. "I miss you a lot when you're gone." I finally stated. He gave me a weak smile and pulled my into another hug. He kissed the top of my head. "I know honey, I know, but please don't cry anymore. I hate it when you cry babe." He spoke into my ear. "Okay, I know. I'm sorry. Love you dad." I gave him a weak smile. "Love you too, baby," he smiled at me. "now go get ready for school! You're gonna be late!" he laughed. I sprinted up the stairs and into my bedroom. I slipped on my boots and sat at my vanity, putting a thin layer of eyeliner and thick mascara on my eyes. I carelessly applied foundation, taking one last look at my reflection in the mirror and deciding I looked presentable. Shutting my bedroom door behind me, I flew down the stairs and gave my mum and dad a quick hug. I grabbed my frappe off the counter and jogged out the front door, making my way to school.
Ugh. School. I hate Mondays.
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"Oh. My. Gosh. Ohmyfuckinggosh." Nicolle rushed the last part. We were now sitting in our stupid High School cafeteria, with our trays of gross food the lunch ladies prepare (which we never eat, we aren't taking any chances with the food poisoning. The lunch ladies don't seem to like High School kids and god knows what they slip in it). "Um, what Nicolle?" I snickered. "Guess who just asked me out?!" She squealed. I rolled my eyes. Nicolle had a new boyfriend every like 2 weeks, I swear. But, she's my best friend and I love her anyways. "Gee, I don't know, who?" I sighed. "HENRY CARTER." she shook her head as she said this, like she didn't believe it herself. "My eyes widened. "Oh. My. God. THE Henry Carter?!" Okay, this time, I was actually surprised. Henry Carter is not just any ordinary guy. He's the most popular kid in our High School. He's never noticed neither me or Nicolle, he usually only dates the cheerleaders. "Yes. And uh, duh I said yes because what girl is crazy enough to say no to Henry Carter?? Am I right?" She looked back at Henry and he waved and winked at her. She just giggled and turned back around to face me. "See what I mean? He's dreamy, omg." Nicolle gushed. "Well that's nice," I sarcastically shot back. Ugh. She's dating stuck up Henry. I know he's using her. Well, I mean I don't know for sure but I have a strong feeling. Henry wouldn't just ask someone like us to be his girlfriend. It's just not right. I don't know, I just have a gut feeling. "What's your problem today?" Nicolle sniggered at me. "Nothing, Nicolle. I just...I don't know. I don't think he's right for you..I mean-" I started but she cut me off. "Ariana, I get it if you're jealous, but right now you're kind of coming off as a bitch." She smirked, obviously satisfied by her remark. "Excuse me?" I questioned. "You heard me Ariana. Why can't you just be happy for me??" And with that, she got up from her seat and wandered over to sit with Henry.