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Mirrors |NH|

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LECTURES 31,758
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Chapitres 57
Durée 4h 26m

LECTURES 31,758
Votes 1,403
Chapitres 57
Durée 4h 26m

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"You know that Alessia Cara song "Scars to Your Beautiful"?"

"Mmhmm."

"I used to think she was saying 'we're scars and we're beautiful' instead of 'we're stars and we're beautiful'.  I kind of wish that was what she was saying, ya know.  I mean, we're all flawed, right?  We're all scars."Tous Droits Réservés

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Too Much To Ask |NH|, écrit par imagine_it_niall

She giggled a little as she looked over at the older couple. "That's going to be us one day." "Yeah?" She rested her head on my shoulder, giving me a quick kiss on my neck before nestling in. I scooted her closer to me with my free hand, resting my hand on her leg. I looked at the older couple for a minute. They were sitting quite close to each other, holding each other's hand, deep in their own world. It was obvious theirs was a love that had deep roots; a love that still made them feel young. I looked down at the woman I had next to me. Her fingers intertwined with mine, her other arm wrapped around my waist. She was perfection, still, even after all this time. "How did I get so lucky?" I whispered softly, to myself.

Always You •𝖫.𝖲• ✓, écrit par eanwasfound

"Come on, do it, curse, scream, yell at me, hit me, do whatever you have wanted to do all these years." He just stares at me, not doing anything. "Do something! I made a mistake, and I am paying for it, and as if watching you, letting go of yourself as I'm not able to do anything is not enough! I have to watch our friends suffer the consequences of my mistakes. Our friends are done with our bullshit, Harry. And quite frankly, so am I..." Silence. "Say something for God's sake!" I yell, and I look up just to see him with his head bowed down and his shoulders shaking as he sobs . This is all my fault. This is my mess. ... "I believe you, just like I should have from the start." He says gently, and I just cling on him more as I feel his warmth and hear his heartbeat. "Your heart is beating so fast..." I whisper as if it was a secret. "It's beating for you... Always for you, it never stopped beating for you."

My Best Friend's Wedding [EDITING], écrit par irresistible96

"I love you too Harry, I love you with everything I am and with everything I have" And as I spoke the words of how much I loved the curly haired, green eyed beauty that was currently humming to the feeling of me scratching his scalp, I came to realise that it was true. I loved this boy. I loved this boy more than a friend. (The story starts off slow but I promise it gets better as you read!)

Slow Hands |NH|, écrit par imagine_it_niall

The last time she had seen him, he had just a slight tuft of blonde but his hair had grown out enough to cut it and now it was all back to his natural color. Having always hated the blonde, she found herself more attracted to him; more aroused. He didn't look like a kid anymore. He looked like a man.... He sat down before taking the drink she had ordered for him. She watched his throat as he swallowed the burning liquid. The bob of his Adam's apple made her almost bite her bottom lip at how hot it was. He never winced when he drank any hard liquor, which made him all the more attractive to her. He could take a drink the way she took him.... She laced an arm around his neck, running her hand through his hair and twirling a strand around her finger before tugging on it a little. She leaned in and began placing kisses along his neck. She felt him shudder a little at the sudden contact. Feeling the goosebumps forming along his skin, she bit at the spot along his jawline that was one of his sensitive spots. She felt him as he placed his hand on her leg and drag it up her thigh. She bit at him again as his grip on her tightened. She was so close to him that she heard his breath catch and falter in his throat... She could feel his breath on her neck and she let a shudder move up her spine. She felt him smile against her skin, pleased that he had this effect on her... Bringing her mouth to his ear, she whispered, "We should take this back to my place." Without a word, he paid for their drinks and they left...

Do I Wanna Know? | Louis Tomlinson, écrit par vodkabeersandregrets

"We can't keep doing this," I chuckle, my words muffled slightly against his lips. It's a laugh of disbelief, mostly at myself, because here I am again. He pulls back, his hand sliding into my hair as if that's going to magically solve anything. "Why not?" he asks, his voice low and entirely too charming for my liking. I give him a soft smile, the kind you give someone when you're about to drop a truth bomb but don't want to sound mean. "Do you really want to know?"

Untold Stories: Take Me Home (Niall Horan Fanfiction) (Completed), écrit par rafisacrazymofo

This is just some random stories (I'll try to connect them however I can), about a girl or other girls, and Niall, that's based on the ideas I get from the songs, more specifically a phrase of lyrics in the albums of one direction.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 × niall horan, écrit par NiallWhoransLeftShoe

𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 (𝐚𝐝𝐣.) ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 ──── ୨୧ ──── ⠀ ⠀ Now, sitting here beside Niall, I realize he doesn't know that. He doesn't know that I carry that song like a bruise. He doesn't know why I felt the need to change the subject so bad on Friday night when he played that song by the fire. He just knows me as the girl who laughs when he tickles her and spins on gym mats. ⠀ ⠀ And maybe that's... okay. I'm much more okay with him seeing me as that kind of person, because to him I'm not broken or bruised. I'm just normal. I've never been normal before. ⠀ ⠀ Because for the first time in a long time, the memory of Micah doesn't hurt as much. It's still there - it always will be - but it feels softer around the edges. ⠀ ⠀ Niall shifts beside me, his voice breaking through the haze. "You ever get that feeling like... you're right where you're supposed to be?" ⠀ ⠀ I look over at him, his face flushed, eyes tired but bright. ⠀⠀ "Sometimes," I whisper. ⠀ ⠀ He smiles faintly. "Yeah. Me too." ⠀ ⠀ We lie there a little longer, not saying much. The lights flicker slightly overhead. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I believe, that everything happens for a reason. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I am meant to be here. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ For some reason.

Since We're Alone |NH|, écrit par 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."

scars || njh, écrit par windyharry

Bella was a damaged girl, she needed someone to be there for her, to protect her, to love her... but how could anyone ever love her scars?

21 Letters [n.h] PL, écrit par klaudyfon

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Too Much To Ask |NH|

She giggled a little as she looked over at the older couple. "That's going to be us one day." "Yeah?" She rested her head on my shoulder, giving me a quick kiss on my neck before nestling in. I scooted her closer to me with my free hand, resting my hand on her leg. I looked at the older couple for a minute. They were sitting quite close to each other, holding each other's hand, deep in their own world. It was obvious theirs was a love that had deep roots; a love that still made them feel young. I looked down at the woman I had next to me. Her fingers intertwined with mine, her other arm wrapped around my waist. She was perfection, still, even after all this time. "How did I get so lucky?" I whispered softly, to myself.