Forelsket ~ Niall Horan Fanfiction

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Hey guys it is currently three o'clock in the morning right now and I've got nothing to do. Bass is trying to sleep so I'm lonely and bored. So send in some comments and i will answer them. Right the first is how many languages can I speak, well I can fluently speak French, English, Hindi and Norwegian. I'm learning Italian and bass is teaching me Romanian. I can also understand Urdu and sing a couple songs in it but that is about it. The next question is... can you say something in Romanian. I can try but I will probably butcher the language. The only words or phrases I can say are "te iubesc", " te dracu ' " a bunch of swear words and how to briefly introduce myself. The next question is where would you like to travel?, well I would love to backpack through the whole world. But with a lover I suppose either France or Italy. Moving on can you release a song? um no, because music and singing are ways I use to calm myself down and pour out my emotions and help clear my head. If I were to release a song if it was liked I would be pressured to release another and it would ruin music and singing as a whole but if it was badly received then I would be put off singing and feel like I can express my feelings through music so I don't want to have that pressure on something which is my safe place.

(Not gonna lie, singing random lyrics is how I calm myself down or avoid crying because I sing what ever I am feeling and I will something stupid backtrack and laugh at the thing I said instead of crying and giving myself headaches)

How is it like living with Sebastian Stan? Well he is one of the most sweetest people in the world, a child at heart and a bit messy but then again who isn't.

The door creaked open ever so slightly and Sebastian stuck out his head 'where are my muffins you promised me. Are you not going to make them. Your breaking your promise. You promised you wouldn't' Sebastian said as he started to tear up, the alcohol making him slightly emotional. 'bass where am I supposed to get muffins from?' 'you can make them' 'alright, stay here I'll make your muffins'

Ishita grabbed her phone as she moved to the kitchen. 'so I'm making muffins. Right I've got no clue to make them so now welcoming the one and only he used to work in a bakery Mr Harry styles. (A pause) No I'm kidding I don't know him but imagine if I did that would be my humble brag, I doubt he even knows how to use Instagram but I did chase him down the street once so.. anyways since I am no professional baker I'm getting a recipe from the internet. Right here are the ingredients and now I'm going to weigh them and mix them.' 'right I'm going to move the phone so I can see your comments. Yes Sebastian is an emotional drunk he also requires a lot of affection and is very cuddly.' Ishita mixes the batter and pours it into the muffin cases and sets it into the oven.

'bass you alright?' 'no, it hurts' 'i know'. Ishita picks up the phone as she walks back into the living room where Sebastian is. 'sing for me, please' he asked with puppy eyes. 'alright what song?' 'the one you sang in the morning.' 'the Urdu or the english one?' 'urdu' 'come on then lay your head in my lap' Ishita said as she ran her fingers through his hair she began to sing softly

'Allah Duhai Hai
Har ghadi har paher mujhe
Bas khayal hai ab tera
Kaise katenge din tere bin
Yahi bas sawaal hai ab mera...

Ek baar nahi yeh dil sau baar hai toota
Par shauq mohabbat ka ab tak na choota
Ek baar nahi yeh dil sau baar hai toota
Par shauq mohabbat ka ab tak na choota

Muskurate huey chehre
Chhupaye hain raaz gehre
Yahaan toh har chehra hai jhootha

Allah duhai hai
Allah duhai hai, phir bewafaai hai
Mushqil rihaai hai, haan tere pyar mein
Allah duhai hai, phir bewafaai hai
Mushqil rihaai hai, haan tere pyar mein
Haan tere pyar mein

Haan hai khata meri mila jo bhi
Yahi poochhe: wafaa kyun ki?
Wafaa kyun ki?
Wafa toh hoti kahaan aajkal hai kahin par bhi
Ishq me jo agar pal do gujar jaayein
Toh phir saari umar kya hai
Maane naa maane koi baat
Maano ki jeene ka yeh matlab hai
Ishq hi ek mazhab hai
Ishq naa ho toh Rab hai rootha