Butterflies (Niam + Larry)

Butterflies (Niam + Larry)

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Butterflies flap in his stomach as he looks over at his bandmate, and best friend. Why is this happening to him? Liam will never like him like that. But one day, an interesting discovery changes things for Niall and secrets are revealed. Can they handle it? Or will the butterflies become a heartache? Read the sequel too! it's called Let Me Be Your Wings! (Disclaimer: This is fiction and I am not affiliated with One Direction in anyway) Cover by: HastingsGirl93 :)
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I'm really bad at these things, like summaries and stuff..... enjoy my horrible writing :) One Direction has been hiding out at Dawn's house all afternoon... with her mom. Dawn's best friend/loose-boyfriend-compliacated-relationship, Evan comes back to town. They get together for real. Then when Dawn is saying goodbye to One Direction at the airport, Louis tells her he likes her. He doesn't know what to do. In the end, she just sticks with what's in front of her face, Evan. Then one late July night, Evan gets run over by a bus, saving Dawn from being run over. Dawn is eternally grateful, until she realizes Evan doesn't make it. Louis flies out to go to the funeral with her, just so she can have a shoulder to cry on. Dawn flies out to London with Louis before college starts. They celebrate her birthday there. But what will happen that one dark night? Will something to horribly wrong or take a turn for the better? I wrote this when I was 13. So I apologize profusely for the bad grammar, the terrible authors notes in the middle of the work, and the terrible stereotypes and ooc-ness of it all. Read at your own risk.

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