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[one shot]
Louis' visiting his cousin for the summer. He's never seen a skateboard before, he's also never seen California boys quite this pretty.
[side narry]
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this story belongs to @/ dirtymattress on ao3. ♡
"Maybe it's our imperfections that make us perfect for each other."
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Being a professional boxer isn't a easy job. Being the gay son of a rich family isn't easy either.
Ask me to do something and I'll have the freedom to either do it or not.But tell or command me to do something then you would have robbed me of my free will.
I can't help being obedient to commands no matter how hard I try not to,but that doesn't stop me from trying to defy the commands.
I am Niall Horan and this is my story.
They were the polar opposites of each other as cliche as it sounds,
Niall was the Angel,
He was the light.
And Harry well,
He was everything but seeker of the light.
"I'd rather die fighting for my life than live cowering in fear."
(Or the one where Harry goes to fight for the Union, and Niall chooses to take the place of his uncle's young slave in the Confederate Army.)
Inspired by: Harry's role in Dunkirk and a random dream I had on 21 June 2017.
A mistake he wished he could re do can only be undone by a certain little girl that has eyes as blue as the ocean, hair curly and brown as chocolate and named Laurel Horan.
{ mentioned mpreg }