Unpredictable (A Niam Horayne Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

Niall's POV
I rolled onto my side and groaned at my constantly buzzing alarm clock, I stuck my hand out and smacked it continuously until it turned off.

"Niall, you up?" My mother said, banging on the door.

"Mhm." I mumbled, burying my head into my pillow. I heard my door creak open and the thud of my mother's sharp heels clicking across my wooden floor,

"You're not even out of bed, get up!" She said, ripping the sheets from over my cold body.

"Mum!" I moaned, trying to pull it back over me, however she held it back.

"Get up," She hissed,

"Karen will be here soon." I sighed, mum's best friend Karen was moving just round the corner from us. She's moving from Wolverhampton to Mullingar, which I don't understand because Mullingar sucks. That's right, s-u-c-k sucks.

"Up, now." My mum stormed out of my room and I forced myself up out of my bed, I ran into the bathroom and looked at my reflection in the mirror. Not bad since I went bed at half three and it was now half nine, I splashed some cold water on my face to wake me up properly.
I wouldn't want to fall asleep at the table now would I?
I grabbed my toothbrush and brushed for a good two minutes, then followed by a couple of swigs of mouthwash - way too minty for my liking. I had a quick, soothing shower and then styled my hair into some sort of quiff, it wasn't the best but it wasn't really worth making an effort. I tied a towel loosely around my waist and made my way back into my bedroom to find an outfit, I pulled open my wardrobe and scanned through. I decided on some dark blue jeans and a white tee in which I rolled the sleeves up, I shoved on a pair of Jordans and sprayed some of my David Beckham aftershave, it doesn't hurt to smell good. I jogged down the stairs and was greeted by my mother shoving toast into my mouth,

"Eat up, we've got to time to waste." I took a bite and held the toast with one of my hands, to be honest, I hated toast, but I didn't want to create even more fuss. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket as I munched away so I pulled it out, it was a text from one of my best friends Zayn,

From: Zayn
'Alright Ni, you out today? Me+the lads wanna play footy on the park x'
I sighed deeply, it didn't seem likely that I was going to be able to go out but it was worth a shot.

"Mum.." I began, ramming the last of the toast into my mouth.

"Yep?" She said, turning round. Before I could respond she licked her thumb and wiped the corners of my mouth,

"Gross get off." I said, shoving her hand away.

"You've got toast crumbs!" She says, trying to wipe them again. I used the back of my hand to wipe them away and stepped back,

"I'm good." She rolled her eyes and wiped her thumb on the teatowel,

"Anyway go on." I cleared my throat,

"The boys are going up the park to play football, can I go with them?" She shook her head,

"Please mum please, I've done everything you've said this morning!" She cocked her eyebrow,

"Getting out of bed shouldn't be a demand, you should do that anyway. But still no, Karen will be here soon and you need to be here too. Sorry."

"Whatever." I mumbled, typing back a response to Zayn.

To: Zayn
'Alright buddy, I'm not allowed to come. Mum's got some friend coming round, I'll try my best to sneak out though x'
I hit send and stuffed my phone into my pocket,

"Twenty minutes!" My mum yelled, rushing round the house in a mad tidy up. My dad came wandering down the stairs, running his hand over his freshly shaved face.