A poem for that tall blond boy with rosy cheeks and twinkly eyes. *2014 // Cover fan art credit to cocunut wishes on Tumblr

Dartmouth, you will hear that is is one of the most prestigious schools in the states, but no one really knows how much these kids here can party. One of those people is Kennedy. All she wanted was to go to a quite school and get through school as fast as she can, that will all change though when she meets Niall, the head of the Alpha Delta Frat...

•in·som·ni·a - habitual sleeplessness; inability to sleep She's depressed. He's schizophrenic. When these two teens meet on Omegle, just what happens? - "I don't want to lose you. You are the only thing I have left. And I know they say if you love something let it go, but if I let go of you, I'll have to let go of myself." "Why let go of yourself?" "Because you're all I have." And she understood perfectly.

She is shy, he is a charmer. She is silent, he is loud. She keeps to herself and he would never do that. Her nose is always in books, which he hates to see. She is Alana Greyson and he is Niall Horan. Alana, a girl who would always keep her family and friends happy. She is that kind of a friend that every person wants and taken granted for. She being the only child is pampered a lot by her parents. One thing she finds difficult is to express her emotions. And when it comes to a certain someone, she can never find the guts to open her mouth and tell him. Niall, the complete opposite of Alana. He is a bold and loud guy. Always smiling and teasing people, not extremely though. Girls are always falling for him but he is still waiting for 'his girl' to come up in sight. Alana and Niall are best friends. Alana has feelings for Niall which he doesn't know because according to Alana he would never feel the same. Does he really not feel the same? All Rights Reserved.

❝im just another stupid fan in the crowd.❞ ©unostalgic

in which niall has cancer and is awaiting death.

"Wʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋɪᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ᴅᴇᴀʀ Aɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʜᴀs ʟᴏsᴛ ᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ's ʜᴏᴘᴇ Aғᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴀᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴜɴsʜɪɴᴇ Aɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴜsᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴏ Sᴋɪᴇs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ I'ʟʟ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ I ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ Aɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ, I'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ Wɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴇᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴀsᴛ" ~Lᴜᴄʏ Sᴘʀᴀɢɢᴀɴ~ Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛᴛ © Wanderless, Aʟʟ Rɪɢʜᴛs Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

i can feel the hurt. there's something good about it. mostly it makes me stop remembering. niall horan au

"But it's not always a happy ever after, is it?"

❝ all things truly wicked start from innocence. ❞ all rights reserved. © copyright 2015 cover by @fxcktardsx :))