*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

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Evie Jones was seemingly in tact. Her life was a representation of perfection. Niall Horan was seemingly self-assured. His life a representation of indifference. On the outside, they were ideal; in no way flawed. But that was the outside- A mirage of falsity. Evie and Niall were platonic. An innocent friendship between two neighbours. But what happens when the outside walls begin to crumble and their built up perfections vanish? Will they step away? Or will they find love and stay? Niall Horan AU - this is fiction. *NOT TRANSLATING* This story will deal with issues that may cause personal triggers - depression, anxiety, and other mental disorders. If you struggle with any of these things, don't hesitate to talk to someone (a professional). You are loved and have a purpose.