His Game.
The game that would spin you around till you couldn't handle it anymore. He played it more than once, with lots of people.
Who though Kia would be one of them. One of them to play his stupid game, or even just fall for it.
His delicate touch, the small kisses he would place upon your forehead. The way he would snuggle close and tell you goodnight. Everything he did.
But hey, she was stuck in the moment.
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His Game // Niall Horan
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