Prologue
Niall Horan never thought he would ever fall in love. He always thought he would die alone with eleven cats or something along those lines. He didn't think he could ever fall in love.
Niall was always a good kid. He kept his grades good, had tons of friends, and nobody ever not liked him. He was always making friends with the new students or making sure nobody felt left out. That's the kind of guy Niall was, caring and sweet.
He was very protective, especially over his younger sister, Peyton. He always made sure she was okay and that no one ever touched her or hurt her. Niall and Peyton were very close, they told each other everything, when Peyton had a crush on a boy, or if Niall thought any of the guys walking in the hallway at school were attractive. They were always together.
Peyton was the first person to know that Niall was homosexual. She was who encouraged him to embrace who he was and not be afraid to admit that he liked men. From then on out, after telling Peyton he was in fact gay, they grew closer, talking about how they could set him up with an attractive man.
All in all, Niall never expected to fall madly in love, but the universe works it's own way, making him fall deeply and madly in love like he is.
Niall didn't know why he thought he would never have somebody to love or why he thought no one would ever love him back. He just thought it would never happen, but it in fact did.
And Niall couldn't be happier about it, he just still can believe that he has somebody to love who loves him just as much back.
And that someone is Zayn Malik.
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Another Love
FanfictionNiall Horan never thought he would fall in love. So you could say he's a bit shocked that he fell deeply in love with his sister's boyfriend's roommate.