bullet casings. lining the alley. better than them lining my gut. a strip club. a band. drugs. money. The point is, you either kill or be killed. and I watched enough people die to know I wanna kill.
Niall watched her as she slept, his eyes fixed on her relaxed and vulnerable expression. Her breaths were even and slow, contrast to how she usually was panicking with her chest heaving. A wave of guilt washed over him as he watched her- an emotion he doesn't tend to feel often. She looked kind and soft, like how she...
❝All of my life, it's been heartbreak weather Thinking to myself it won't get better It can be so lonely in this city But it feels different when you're with me❞ *** Where Béatrice Lange meets Niall Horan at a club and brings the sunshine back into his life, at least for a little while. *** "Haven't seen you 'ere befo...