She claimed that she could see his true colors. But the only color he ever knew were the red of his assignments. -Cover made by @Tonii

❝ I really hope you don't expect me to do anything. Because I won't. I don't care. Cry all you like but when it comes down to it, you don't need me and I don't need you. Love isn't real. It only exists in fairytales and Disney movies. This is real life, honey. Get used to it. ❞

Tox•ic ˈtäksik/ adjective adjective: toxic. 1.poisonous. synonyms: poisonous, virulent, noxious, deadly, dangerous, harmful, injurious, pernicious 2.very bad, unpleasant, or harmful. "a toxic relationship"

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

'I rolled off my bed drying the last tears. The ones I swore I'd never let escape my eyes. Not for that. Not for him.' Hannah lives in Mullingar, Ireland. Her life is pretty simple. Nothing much to it, really. Except she has to be cautious whenever she turns on the radio, the TV or when she reads a magazine. Why? Because she doesn't want to see his face. The boy who ruined her. A year passed since she managed to escape him. She's been trying her best to forget everything. Unfortunately for her, his year-old explosive fame doesn't play in her favor. Obviously. Having dated him for 3 years before he became famous, she can easily laugh at the image he and his boyband claim. Respect towards women? Please, she thought. Persuaded that with his new fame he's forgotten about her, which, in her opinion, is better anyways and wished she could say the same about her, she'll quickly be proven wrong. Knowing him by heart, she could reckon that when Niall Horan wants something, he gets it. And that's exactly what he did.

"That's the thing with this generation, everybody wants something perfect but nobody wants to put in the work. Everyone either walks away or gives up the minute shit gets difficult. Nobody works at things anymore" She realised that even bad people have some good in them, even if they couldn't see it for themselves. What happens when the two teens from two different backgrounds get mixed up in each others world? Is love enough to protect them both?

"Hold my hand, look into my eyes, and walk with me to hell." They say things happen for a reason. And sometimes we question that reason. Meeting each other was a sudden mistake, something unexpected; but the burning need for each other wasn't a mistake, it was fate. So what happens when your world is falling apart and there's only one person saving you from the demons hiding in the darkness? Because no one knows how truly bad he is until he has tried very hard to be good. "I know I should stay away from you, cause it's no good for me- I try but my obsession won't let me leave." There's always those deathly kisses that keeps us wanting more.