Invisible (Niall Horan)

Invisible (Niall Horan)

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"You nasty Liar!" I yell hitting his chest. I felt tears streaming down my face. I felt weak. I slowly fall to the ground on my knees and covered my face with my hands. "Liar!? Grace you have got to be kidding me! I would never lie to you! All this time, All those words I have said to you, I meant it ok? Every, single, word. Whenever you needed me, I was there, when you told me to keep me your secrets, I kept them! When ever we had our moments, I treasure them. What happened to us? You meant the whole world to me! And still do! And now that you've been going out with that punk, the Grace the I knew, is gone" I look up and see Niall leaning against his cupboard crying. I wiped my tears away and stood up, I walked up towards him. "Niall?" He looks and stares deep into my teary eyes. He looked off into a different direction and sighed. He looks back at me and stood up. He cups my face and crashes his lips on mine. "I love you Grace Evans"
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("Harry please dont make me do this!" I begged trying to hold back the tears as Harry looked at me with pained eyes. "Pay, I have no choice, mom is making me take you. I wouldn't make you if I didn't have to. I hate seeing you like this.") The Paparazzi were surrounding all the entrances to the airport. We had to get paul to help us get through. As Niall pulled me through the crowd, the bulbs were popping with each picture they took. I slid on my aviator's and looked down until I heard almost every reporter yelling for Niall and I to kiss. Niall pulled me up so I was right by his side and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, keeping his other hand in mine as he leaned down and kissed my temple, giving the Papa what they wanted. I saw more flashed lighting up our faces. I slid my hand into his lightly and soon felt his nails digging into my skin. THIS IS THE ORIGINAL STORY BY REILLY ROO!!!!

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