Hey everybody so I know I haven't wrote fanfic in a while and updates to this might be slow but basically after a sudden strike of brilliance I have returned from my years of writers block xD to write a sort of Niall Horan version of Dark,The title has a bit to do with the attitudes of the characters aka me and Niall but its also based on the song which is on the side of this beneath the cover Basically I had a lot of niall feels and I was reading through love quotes and I was like some of these would fit well into a storyline, The first few chapters will probably be a bit boring but I promise it will get more intense, There will be sideships in the story too just so you know, The storyline can be found in the description I hope you enjoy reading this, GUESS WHO'S BACK, BACK AGAIN, ELLANA'S BACK,TELL A FRIEND! :) xx
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Chapter 1.
Little Fighter.
"Too many people in the world to let just one keep you down..."-Anonymous
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Ellana awoke to the sound of the busy London traffic and groaned as she felt the freezing breeze and whispering wind of the foggy dreary typical british morning outside, Turning towards the direction of the massive window in her shared bedroom, she squinted still half asleep as she felt the breeze mess up her bed hair even further than it already was.
"Bel seriously what the heck, Its August why is the window open" She murmerd out burrying herself further in the soft cotton white sheets that covered her baggy t-shirt hidden body. She sloped herself up on her elbows when she heard no reply from her flatmate and hissed as the weather chilled her bones, Looking over to Bels bedside table she found a small flapping note, fighting against the alarm clock that kept it in place, Ellana sighed sleepily and whilst rubbing her eyes, leaned over to pick the elegantly written message up.
I didn't bother making breakie, I know you never usually get hungry for it in the morning but we stocked up on breakfast biscuits in the cupboard if you get hungry towards later in the morning, I know you're gonna complain about the window being open too but when I woke up cocooned in your covers it was way too hot so sorry but not sorry, I'm out for the day in some art fair with my family but I'll see you tonight, Have a good one xx
Bel was like her typical self short and to the point, Ellana smiled slowily, shaking her head as she picked herself up with a low tired groan, Swinging her legs over the bed she made her way out of the mess of sheets and realised in the night she had kicked her own sheets basically over the top of Bel's, She chuckled a little imagining her best friends reaction before she placed her dressing gown over her shoulders gently and trecked her way down the stairs, She had no plans for today so she got busy by catching up on Hollyoaks and getting the stuff ready for tea tonight since there was no doubt Bel would be back late, Across the kitchen where she'd left her phone charging the night before, The phone started vibrating vigrously across the counter top, She frowned at it for a while surprised anyone was actually bothering to talk to her and it took her a while to realise it was actually ringing, it wasn't just a notification from Twitter or something, She ran across the room muttering "No no no" as she did so, skidding across the floor she finally got to the phone and with a breathless tone managed to answer just in time.
"Hello, This is Biggest Loner of all Loners around, Sorry this happens a lot, I think you might have got the wrong number" The girl answers the phone jokingly as she puffs her hair out of her face and hears a chuckle on the other end of the phone.
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