This story was written under influence of cover picture of single Slow Hands by Niall Horan. What vibes does this picture give to me?! What thoughts does it rise in my head?! What the artist who created this masterpiece think about what previously happened to Niall during that night?! What did actually happen to Niall that night? Why a lot of dirt and a piteous look is the result of this night?! Let me share the story, what I imagine seeing this picture: --------------------------------------- Please, remember: - it's completely made up story based on cover picture for single Slow Hands, which was born in my sick imagination; - English is not my first language and this story is only my 3rd work in English... - I just wanted Niall cange his cover picture design because I dont like it ;) but after this writing I embrased it, it's like I explaned it to myself and it became easier to me to cope with its aestetically unpleasant disturbing atmosphere...