I want to sit on a kitchen counter in my underwear at 3 am with you and talk about the universe.
With you standing between my legs, one hand on my thigh the other gripping a mug of tea.
With the window open, the city sounds below.
Our laughs illuminating the night along with the stars.
Niall, why can't you see what you do to me? I fantasize about everything with you right beside me. I want you to love me as much as I love you, but you're so caught up in everything else but me.
How long will it take before I lose hope? Before you lose me?
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Story Ideas & Plot Lines
FanfictionThis is a book of story ideas and plot lines to help you guys start your own story. Information inside. *Majority involve 1D but you don't need to use them, make your own characters*
