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Story Of My Life. (Niall Horan Love Story)

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Time 8h 51m

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"I can't love you!" I shouted, he turned and looked back at me. "And why is that? Give me one good reason." He said, his tone filled with pain and sadness. "Because." I replied, my voice quieter. "Audrey please! Was it something I did?" He asked, coming closer. I looked away, unable to look him in the eyes, "I've forgotten how to love! I've forgotten how trust. Because I'm a broken freak."All Rights Reserved

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I'd never grown used to the feeling I got when I reunited with him after he'd been on tour, or when he kissed me, or even when we simply locked gazes from across the room. But maybe that was for the better. Because then maybe it wouldn't be so hard to forget them when I broke up with him. A short story about a long relationship, saying no without meaning it, and that bloody little number 7.

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"Right now, we don't want to love each other, but we do. Our relationship is toxic, but we can't be without each other," he says, "even when we don't want to be." I look into his baby blue eyes, speechless. He just looks at his feet, but then back at me. "We'll see," I tell him. ------------------------ a/n hi sorry i wrote this book when i was basically a baby child think, so it's not very good but has had some editing so i apologize for how bad it is. a/n it's been 5 years since i wrote this book and it fuckin sucks so like if u wanna torture ur self then read it ig

Since We're Alone |NH| by imagine_it_niall

I didn't know what spooked him. I knew it wasn't me. I knew it wasn't anything I had done. But someone, somewhere along the way had hurt him. I had my guess as to who, but didn't know how I could find out for sure. But whatever it was clearly left its mark; an unseen scar that was still healing. We laid there in the quiet of the darkness. His breathing slowly began to steady and his fingers slowly ceased running down my arm. At some point, I knew he had fallen asleep. I tilted my head back up towards his face, finding his cheek, kissing him. "I don't know what made you so afraid," I whispered, "But I can see the shadow behind your face. Who hurt you? Who put your heart through so much pain? I hope you find a way to tell me what you're running from. I promise you can talk to me; you can trust me. I won't break you. I just want to know how to get in there. How do I get you to show me your heart?" I kissed him once more before resting my head down again. Closing my eyes, I inhaled deeply, loving the way his natural scent mixed with the cologne he had put on. "I promise, you've got the best of me. And I'll do what it takes to bring out the best in you."

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I scrounge around the magazine section and look past the little girl magazines that I used to read. Seventeen and teen vogue and twist all filled with that boy band. Ugh... I flip through them, laughing at what they until I get to the one direction section in Seventeen. Harry, Zayn, Louis, Liam, and Niall. Niall...I flip through it quickly and smirk at all this and put it on the shelf and start to walk away. My brain finally, some how clicks. "WOAH... WOAH WAIT WHAT?!?!" I scream and realize some little kids are in front of me. I give them a small smile at them as they scream and run the other way. I turn and run back to the magazines in a rush. I sit against the wall and pull that magazine back out again. Niall... Niall... He looks exactly like he does. How does he NOT tell me this stuff when I hang out with him? "How am I that stupid." I whisper to myself and groan and hit my head repeatedly against a wall. Maybe I can knock some sense into my own head if I do this. Nope. Still feel like an idiot. How can I be so stupid? How do I not notice this sort of thing? I mean they are all over! -------------------- Let me tell you a bit about myself. I hate one direction. I really do. But this obviously fake dyed blonde haired boy saves me from a directioner going a concert and then he asks me if I would want to go out with him?! What kind of question is that? Let me tell you about the adventure of finally picking up the broken parts of my heart and letting go of my past and moving on from the bad and onto the new. You never know who would be the one to actually save me.

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