Strong (Niall Horan)
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''I am strong.'' Niall repeated to himself.
''I am stronger than them...'' He said again.
But is that true?
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I looked down at my stomach. A small bump was beginning to form, only if he knew. "Please don't go." I pleaded "I've wanted to do this forever, don't you want me to be happy?" He said grabbing his packed bag I sat on the bed we share in my apartment. Well the bed we did share, until he left. "Please, Niall. I love you." I begged "I love you too, but we're still so young and I know I'll make it far." I shook my head wishing I could wake up and see that this was all a dream, a nightmare at that "Niall I..." I trailed off, I was proud of Niall, I supported this, I supported it until I found out I was carrying our kid. 16 and pregnant, he'd leave me anyways, what would be the point in telling him? "Have some faith in me." He dropped his bag by the bedroom door and walked over to me, giving me the slightest bit of hope, he grabbed my face and kissed me "Bye, I hope I'll see you again." and he returned to his bag...leaving me.Concluida
Disastrous
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Back for you
He left me, I cried for him everyday hoping this was all a joke and he'd come back, but no he left. I trained hard making sure that my bow and arrow skills stayed bright, fueling my work with anger. I have mastered everything and I refuse to forgive him, I hate him. My anger grows more everyday as my sadness dissapears. The argument that started it will also end it he doesn't love me and I refuse to be a fan of his. So if he does care he would come and find me only he doesnt care and never will. These are my thoughts, but not my wishes. I want him to care, but I don't want him to find out why. He can't save me from my thoughts they are mind after all. Noone can or will know because they will send me away. My thoughts they tell me to do unspeakeable things, but they disapear when he is around, they don't like him, they are afraid of him. That's why I try to stay a respectable distance from him. My thoughts are dark, but they don't control me, I control them, I can get them to stop in fact I already have, they only fuel up when I'm angry or upset. "Why can't you tell me?" He yelled. "Because if I do then you'll leave me!" I yelled back. That is right he will leave and make sure they take you away. I covered my ears the voices they were back. "Shut up." I dropped to my knees. He ran to me. "What is wrong?" I looked at him as the voices stopped and hugged him. This was my guardian and it all started the day he came back, Came back for me.Concluida
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I looked down at my stomach. A small bump was beginning to form, only if he knew. "Please don't go." I pleaded "I've wanted to do this forever, don't you want me to be happy?" He said grabbing his packed bag I sat on the bed we share in my apartment. Well the bed we did share, until he left. "Please, Niall. I love you." I begged "I love you too, but we're still so young and I know I'll make it far." I shook my head wishing I could wake up and see that this was all a dream, a nightmare at that "Niall I..." I trailed off, I was proud of Niall, I supported this, I supported it until I found out I was carrying our kid. 16 and pregnant, he'd leave me anyways, what would be the point in telling him? "Have some faith in me." He dropped his bag by the bedroom door and walked over to me, giving me the slightest bit of hope, he grabbed my face and kissed me "Bye, I hope I'll see you again." and he returned to his bag...leaving me.
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