"The walls are caving in on me but I'm still breathing"

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He was as he expected, six years old with Long shaggy raven black hair and this pair of glowing blue eyes. He resembled almost nothing of his mother. Her short but well kept brown hair and bright green eyes looking almost unreal.

"Peter this is Niall and I truly have no idea why i'm introducing you because he will be leaving soon"

Niall was almost insulted that she was basically kicking him out, but although she indirectly told him to exit he didn't move, he just squatted down to Peters level.

"Peter?"

the boy nodded.

"I'm Niall Horan" he said, reintroducing himself.

"I know, my mommy listens to your music sometimes"

Niall turned to look at Arya with a "you do?" kind of look the mischievous look someone makes when they're proud.

"doesn't mean i'm some crazed fan" she added trying her hardest to defend her case.

"she doesn't like famous people though she claims there distraught and to intrigued by fame" the boys vocabulary was surreal.

"is that so?" Niall asked to Arya.

"you all are so fame obsessed nothing else matters"

"not all of us"

"you said 'us' so you also must be because you're grouping all famous people together" her point was made and it was clear she wouldn't change it at least not with someone saying some words. Niall however, was indeed famous and maybe sometimes fame got to his head but he was a determined man.

It was odd how someone could live this life and yet be such a good person. Arya although sarcastic and set straight in her ways was indeed a great and different kind of person. Niall had just now realized how beautiful she was. She still resented him and was not a girl he would fall for but she was undeniably beautiful. Thin, with porcelain skin and a white smile.

"ill see you tomorrow?" he finished.

"I dont think I invited you?"

"i'm coming" he said "and im bringing something for you Peter"

he said ruffling up his hair. Making a grin draw across Peter's face.

he was seconds from out the door before he stopped in the middle of the doorway to face Arya fixing Peter's hair.

"how do up stand this life?" he said without hesitation or resentment.

"it's a hard life, its really is and the walls of it are caving in but they haven't suffocated me and i'm breathing so everything's alright"

after she said that, everything started.

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