People are scared of me. Scared of my appearance Scared of my touch Scared of my presence Because I am a freak I didn't ask for this 'gift'. I didn't want to freeze everything I touch. But this is who I am. Hated... So I ran away. ~ Niall Horan, the ice boy. Only looking in his eyes would tell you that he is something special. The extraterrestrial icy blue colour, blond hair and pale skin are dead give-aways. And special he is. He has a heart of ice. Everything he touches freezes instantly. But people hate him for it, think he's a mistake of nature. Even his own parents. So, he ran away. With no money and just a backpack filled with clothes, he travels through the country, thinking he's the only one with a gift like this. Oh boy, was he wrong...

EDITING AND REWRITING: BEWARE She will meet him in the winter. They will meet like two swirling snowflakes, drifting, lost on the wind. They will meet, and they will fall together. Together, they'll feel more like themselves than they ever were alone. But like the winter, very few loves are made to last. And so to love is not to question whether you can find each other before the storm, but whether you can find each other once it's passed. NEW COVER: I DO NOT OWN THIS FAN ART