Wild

Niall Horan Fanfiction, also on Wattpad!

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1. Wild-1

She flew by me not even glancing in my direction; her hair flowing perfectly behind her, her head up high, her eyes on no one in particular as her posy followed her. Everyone moved out of her way but made it obvious to stop and stare. Their faces consisted of admiration, curiosity, and most of all fear. They feared her, I don’t know why; maybe it was that they feared the unknown. She was evil, but there was something more behind her evil, she was daring, she was a mystery. But the most important thing was that, she was wild.

“Niall! Niall!” my friends all said in sequence, waving their hands in front of me.

“What?” I said with a bit annoyance.

“What were you looking at?” Alexus asked still looking at me with concern.

“No one” I said blankly.

“No one? Was it a girl?” Louis asked smirking.

I didn’t answer instead I walked away to clear my head. Ever since that dammed new girl came to this school I’ve been lost, lost in her. She was so different, so weird, so closed in. All of my friends hated her, I didn’t exactly know why. She was that girl who every guy wanted but didn’t date. She was the most popular girl in school, yet had no interest in anyone. She was untouchable.

Me on the other hand, well my friends and I were at the bottom of the food chain. Yet everyone was scared of us too, I don’t quite blame them though. All of our tattoos and piercings and cursing usually drove people away, but we didn’t mind we hated this damn school with all the preps anyways.

I came to the court yard where I sat down and began to pull out my book. Then a voice stopped me

                “What are you doing here?” a voice asked.

I looked up to see the one person I expected not to see, Madison. She was sitting a bit away from me with a book in her hand. She looked beautiful, so was her voice, now that I think about it I actually never had heard her talk before this.

                “Reading?” I said rolling my eyes at her.

She scoffed and looked back down at her book with a smirk on her face. She seemed almost surprised by my reaction.

                “What?” I asked.

                “Nothing, it’s just that nobody in this school has ever talked to me like that.” She laughed.

                “Well I’m not going to be a little bitch or anything.” She laughed again now studying me.

I decided to take this opportunity to know more about her. I couldn’t help it I was curious, everyone was when it came to her.

                “So what’s your deal anyways?” I asked.

She quickly looked up into my eyes staring straight into them and she smirked again, that evil smirk.

                “My name is Madison, I moved here from LA. Everybody here is afraid of my snobby American attitude, but then again most people are. Everybody, including you, wants to know what my deal is because I don’t tell people much about me. I’m a mystery and that’s what makes it exciting. I know everything about every single person in this school yet no one knows anything about me, and that’s why people don’t like me; because within seconds I could reveal all of their dirty little secrets.”

“You know everything?” I said in disbelief.

This time she put her book down, and looked back up at me, “You’re Niall Horan, you’re from Ireland and you moved here because your parents got divorced. You live with your Mom, and hand out with your tattoo covered friends; Louis, Zayn, Liam, Harry, Alexus, Perrie, and Danielle. My friend, Eleanor, is just obsessed with your friend Louis, and CANNOT stop talking about him and all his little friends.”

Eleanor? Louis’ lab partner?” I laughed.

“Yep, so many people tell me all their little secrets which I don’t know why, I was never a good secret keeper.”

I laughed at her words. She was so carefree she had no filter, and I actually kind of loved it. She grabbed my book looking at the title, and then she grabbed a pen writing something in it.

The Fault in our Stars? Augustus dies.” She said walking away as the bell rang.

“See you later Horan.” She said handing me back my book.

I opened the book to see 10 neatly written digits.

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