Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Delaney is a college grad living in Chicago looking for her dream job. She goes on a month long trip to London and Dublin with her friends and meets some unexpected faces. But she has no idea who those faces are. About 11 months later, her friends coax her into going to a Niall Horan concert where all those familiarities come back. *DISCLAIMER* This story will contain stronger themes and topics such as abuse, sexual harassment and abandonment. Reader's discretion is advised.

I was just another fan to him. I didn't think by sending that one little tweet to Niall Horan, 1/5 of the famous boy band One Direction, my life would change forever. I was nothing special. Just like any other 17 year old girl. Hands touch, eyes meet and apparently, he saw something special in me.

❝Every once and a while, you've gotta grow up and take chances, London.❞

Niall Horan has taken a keen interest on Twitter and Instagram during his time off. During one of his live sessions, a certain girl catches his eye, thus beginning a great online friendship, that could soon turn into something more. Highest rank: #1 niallhoran #1 liampayne #1 louistomlinson #1 harrystyles #1 onedirection