Me: you're niall
Justignore: no
Me: you are this cannot be a coincidence
Justignore: what?
Me: niall just posted something about going to a bar
Justignore: so?
Me: you went to a bar
Justignore: and? that's just a coincidence
Me: are you sure
Justignore: yes
Me: k..
Justignore: bye ;) gotta get some rest, remember?
Me: yeah
bye
Justignore: bye
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Anonymous' P.O.V.
*a day later*
I wanted her.
I wanted to see her, meet her, and I didn't care who I was, and what other people thought.
I don't know why I had this feeling for her. I guess it was because she cared.
She cared about me. Anonymous me.
I wouldn't give myself away yet. I wanted to wait.
I liked how all of our 'fights,' if you could even call them that- I liked to think of them more, disagreements, than anything- ended up with us making up.
Even the very short time I had with Mariah, I think I was already attached.
No, I don't care if I'm famous.
I don't care if I'm Niall Horan.
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Sorry for the short chapter I was trying but it seemed like a good place to stop
I will try and update soon.
And I found a pic with Shailene Woodley and Niall and my life is just complete <3<3
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