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zero • njh

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"I don't give a single fuck about anything you say, Horan. None, nada, zero." cn//read disclaimer Sometimes, the past gets stuck to you. It just won't let go of you, clinging to you, like the aftermath of a bad dream. That's what Maia has to deal with since she started going to high school and all her friends from middle school changed. Sex, drugs and soccer are now a thing - at least the popular kids thinks so - but Maia likes to stay out of trouble. Just being invisible is enough for her to get through the days. Though, when she gets close to her old friends again - and especially close to the soccer teams captain Niall Horan - her whole world is turned upside down. Turns out that love and hate are separated only by a fine line.
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What if one day you just gave up? What if you just didn't see a point in continuing to live when no one seemed to care for or about you? "What if I had your heart? What if you wore my scars? How would we break down? What if you were me and what if I were you? What if you told my lies? What if I cried with your eyes? Could anyone keep us down? What if you were me? What if I were you?" ~Five For Fighting Sometimes you can't help but wish someone knew how it felt to live and breathe the way you have to. Sometimes you can't help but wish it were someone else speaking lie after lie, the same ones that leave your mouth, yet no one ever does. You are left with your own tears, lies and pain. Niall James Horan knows just what it's like to be tossed to the side, treated like dirt and picked back up again. When he reaches his lowest point, a point that many have reached and never returned from, will he let himself be helped? Or will he forever live in his past, his regrets and his sorrows?

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