† 𝔩𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢 /ˈ𝔩ɪ𝔪ə𝔯ə𝔫𝔰/ 𝔞𝔡𝔧𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢: 𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔠 𝔣𝔦𝔵𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫; 𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔬𝔟𝔰𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰, 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔱𝔶, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔡𝔢𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔶; ∴ 𝔡𝔢𝔳𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔡𝔢𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 † "Then tell me," I rasp. "Tell me and I'll deal with it. I'll handle it. Just-don't shut me out." "I can't," she says again, voice breaking. "I can't tell you. I can't be with you. And I can't stand here and watch you break and know that I'm the reason." She swallows hard, her throat moving. "Please don't make me explain it. Please just... stop." I take a step toward her anyway, rain dripping from my eyelashes, my chest hollow. "I don't care if it kills me," I say, and it's not bravado; it's a man with nothing left to barter. "If that's the price, fine. At least then I get to be with you before it ends." She makes a small sound, half sob, half laugh, and it's the most human thing I've ever heard from her. "Don't say that," she whispers, almost fierce. "Don't ever say that." She holds my eyes for one last beat, lips parted like she might say something else - something that could undo all of this, something that could make the rain stop mattering. But she doesn't. Instead, she exhales, low and unsteady, and shakes her head. "I'm sorry," she says again, softer now, like a confession. Then she turns. And that's it.

☽ ephemeral /ɪˈfɛm(ə)r(ə)l/ adjective: lasting only a moment; delicate as smoke, gone before you can hold it. a heartbeat borrowed from eternity ☽ I could almost see the shadows of his past, the echoes of a father whose own battles had left marks far deeper than physical bruises. In his defiance, in his unyielding refusal to be anything but who he was, I sensed a desperate bid for identity, a silent plea not to repeat the legacy he feared. .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. Maeve Foster stopped believing in permanence a long time ago. Being the daughter of an Air Force officer means never staying in one place long enough to put down roots - or get attached. Niall Horan has spent his whole life in the same small town, watching people come and go like the tide. He's learnt not to get too close because, as his family says, nothing good ever stays. His father left years ago, his mother barely holds things together, and he's long since learnt that if he wants his own way out, he'll have to carve his own path. Even if it means carrying the weight of someone else's childhood on his back. Together, Maeve and Niall are a contradiction, something fleeting that feels inevitable. A flame that should've gone out long ago, yet never does. She's spent her whole life leaving, never letting herself get too close. He's spent his whole life being left behind, pretending it doesn't hurt. Maybe that's the cruellest part, because love was never the problem. Time was.

SEQUEL TO PRETTY VENOM - Set four years after the last events of the lives of punk band, Pretty Venom, Niall and his bandmates have found comfort in the development of their work, along with the steady rhythm they have found in their relationships. As they prepare for the production of their third full-length album and hold onto the intention of announcing their corresponding headlining tour, they face the tension that comes with competing bands in the industry and the fear that arises when that lack of control in their work follows them into their personal lives. When these changes start to impact the band, how quickly will Niall be able to confront the rising threats before it starts to effect what he expects in his future? - STARTED JULY 2022

How you gonna say that? Take it all back. Fuckin' with my head will make my heart attack. - When Jasey Foster agrees to join her father, owner of Foster Music Management, on tour with punk band, Pretty Venom, she finds herself fighting her morals and struggling to make sense of the world around her. Niall Horan, lead guitarist in the band, faces his own struggles finding himself in the world after having to escape the life he created for himself back home. His rockstar nights are followed by hungover and dreadful days as he searches for motivation in his clouded mind. "Do I make you nervous, Jasey?" he asks, looking down to me as he takes a step closer, awaiting the answer. I step backwards from him, shaking my head. He takes another step to me. "Use your words, Jasey." I finally step towards him, raising my head to face his. "Why would you make me nervous? Why would I waste my time worrying about a rude, entitled, selfish musician who has to have his friends save him from every mistake he makes? It's no wonder you had to leave Ireland. You probably couldn't own up to your poor decisions and now that you have three people who will cover your ass from any conflict you walk into, you don't care about your recklessness because you know there will be someone to clean up the messes you make." His lips slowly turn to a grin. "There she is. Keep going. " - HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 Niall Horan AU #1 Literature #1 Writing #2 Niall #62 Niall Horan #1 Niall Horan Fanfi #1 Band #1 One Direction STARTED MARCH 2021 ENDED JULY 2022

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