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Missing Past Found Future → Ziall
  • MGA BUMASA 5,464
  • Mga Boto 265
  • Mga Parte 34
  • Oras 1h 0m
  • MGA BUMASA 5,464
  • Mga Boto 265
  • Mga Parte 34
  • Oras 1h 0m
Ongoing, Unang na-publish Jun 18, 2014
Niall Horan was 16 years old when he went missing. The day he went missing was the same day him and his best friend Zayn Malik went to Nandos to eat. Zayn found out Niall was missing when Niall's mother called him at 1 o'clock in the morning asking him if Niall was still with him, he told her no and asked her why, she told him that Niall hadn't come home at all last night, and she knew that as a fact because he would always eat her homemade Chocolate Chip cookies whenever he got home from anywhere, but the plate was still in the same spot and the cookies were untouched. Zayn told her that he would keep calling and keep a lookout for Niall, and she hung up with a simple thank you, a month later Niall's body was found in a children's park, and he was dead. The police said it was murder, but it was odd that there weren't any fingerprints on the body, or a weapon, or any clues left behind to pin point who murdered him. That made Zayn think someone wanted it to look like murder when it was actually wasn't, but since he had no evidence, he couldn't prove that his theory was correct, but that was 4 years ago. It was 2014 now, and something happened that blew Zayn's mind, he thought his mind was playing tricks on him, but no, there stood his supposed-to-be-dead-best friend, sitting with a group of guys, chained to the bottom of the table, eating at a restaurant.
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I hear the same manly, British voice say, "Go away. I'm not interested in buying your Girl Scout cookies." I let out a nervous laugh. "Erm...I'm not selling cookies. I-" "Then what do you want?" the same voice says. Darn! That voice sounds so familiar. I clear my throat. "I just wanted to introduce myself. I'm Diana, the neighbor next door. I-" "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you." he says. I growl. "Fine then...have a great day, Mr. Grumpy." I look down, slowly backing up. I forget about the steps, and fall. Everything goes dark. ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 17-year-old Diana Nielson has always loved the famous boy band, One Direction. They took her out of depression when her jerk-of-a best friend, Blake Spencers, physically abused of her a few years ago. Problem is, he's been trying to get her to date him, forcefully, to the point where she's considering putting a restriction order on him. **** ✔What happens when the new neighbors that moved in right next door to Diana's house are not some common people? ✔What if they are...Louis Tomlison, Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Liam Payne, and Zayn Malik? ✔Will they protect Diana from her aggressive stalker? ✔Will they be able to help Diana get over her troublesome past? ✔Will Diana fall for any of them? Will any of the five fall in love with her, if not all? ..... (Yes, I will include Zayn...for a while...) I do not own 1D... ッッッ ©DorkaliciousDama13 2016 ©Licensed Directioner® █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌║▌║ Verified Official by 1D
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