More Chances Than One - n.h.

More Chances Than One (Niall Horan & Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Prologue

I'm that sort of girl who has it all. That type of girl who grew up without parents. My friends are the one who took my parents places. My parents aren't dead. The aren't sick. They didn't abandon me. The just lost interest in me. I'm used to being alone. I'm used to being raised by boys. I know my atittudes. Sensitive, annoying, spoiled, bratty, and overrated. But all of those are lies. I'm not any of those. Inside I'm kind, loving, caring, understanding, and happy. For some reason some people call me that. It's only because of my sensitivity.

Even fame changes people. Fame makes people change. Nothing is ever the same. You'll only be betrayed by fame. You'll lose everything you ever had. Feelings change to. Love or hate? It doesn't matter, either way. Just trust me. Fame. I don't care about fame. The only thing that makes it worth it is the fans. They're their for support, while some people don't care. Old friends. It's better to forget about them than to remember them.  

I've chosen my path. A path of mistakes. I'll regret them, or maybe not. Regreting mistakes will always destroy life. Sorry is just a word. Actions make a bigger difference. Falling for that someone is difficult. Especially when they make you fall hard. Pain strikes you and you'll have a second option. You'll only get confused, and messed up. There's more than falling in love. It's about forgiving and forgeting.  Choose wisely.

Someday I will choose the right way. Maybe someday I will choose the right one for me. Someday that someone will come for me. Make me happy. Follow my heart. That's what I'll do. No matter what the odds, I'll always make a way. Those boys will have to wait, cause I need time, I need space, and I need someone. They can't change anything with words, but with actions. They'll just have to understand that. And maybe someday.

Let my life be the danger. Let my life have drama. Let the love hate begin.