[ONE DIRECTION] "The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you." ----markus zusak, the book thief Niall Horan, who in an unforeseen moment finds himself walking, hand in pockets, in a lonely alley. A lonely girl, who in a foreseen moment is leaning against a wall, head in hands, in the same alley. A deserted alley. A hopeless place.

When Luke wasn't with her, he was dazed. Short Story

In which a boy with a bad habit of getting himself drunk learns that sex isn't everything.

we met when we were 16. at 42, i still miss you.

"Alright, you horny little shits, let's talk about sex,"

"7:15, that's our time."