"Niall James Horan" everyone knows who he is, everybody knows that he is one of the members in the biggest british/ irish boyband in the whole world. everyone thinks that when you're famous, you always seems happy and have everything you could imagine. But behind the gold, everything isn't as bright as it seems to be. Niall loves his job, and he absolutely love his bandmates and as he likes to think them, his other brother from another mother. but even though Niall has it all, he still struggle alot with the hate.Out of all five, Niall is the one with the most hate. The other boys has noticed it, but they don't know what they should do about it.
At an Meet' n Greet Niall lost it, when a fan tell him to stay away from the other boys, and that he doesn't belong in the group. While Niall runs away, Louis finds a letter in Niall's Jacket Pocket. Louis runs after Niall and founds him asleep in the dressing room behind the stage....
What will happen there? Who is the letter from? and could this help Niall or is just another hatefull thing to him? - coud this turn downs to up? stay tune to find out what will happen to Niall and the boys...
Ello lovely people!
so basically i've just got an crazy idea to start an new fanfiction with the lovely Niall, just because I can! i know i know, i already have 1 fanfiction ongoing with him, and you are more than welcome to read it too( From Bullied to Famous - what the heck?)
I really hope you will love this story, because i really enjoyed writing it, and i'm kind a proud of how it all turned out! So yeah, again i really hope you will read it and please feel free to comment, vote and fan!
bye my lovely people!
stay save and beautiful <3 <3
- Sanne -
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.