Addicted To You || n.h
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 2h 15m
Ongoing, First published May 31, 2021
Mature
"I can't stop thinking about you."
"No, stop." He said. "I'm not good for you."
"Don't say that."
"No, listen. I'll let you fall in love with me, but I won't fall in love with you, even though I'll try. I'll tell you I love you and I'll let you meet my friends. I'll make you laugh on the bad days and I'll be there on the good days. I'll do all the things a boyfriend does, including break your heart. It's what I do, so please don't fall in love with me."
"It's too late and I don't care. I'd rather be shattered by your love than live a life without feeling it at all."

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Before I had the summer of my life, Niall was just my brother's annoying friend. The guy everybody knew of, whether you wanted to or not. Whether you hung out at the pubs he played at every Friday night, or whether you stayed in the background at every social event. Everybody knew Niall. 
What I never knew was that he would be the one to turn my whole world around in just a few months. 
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If you happen to like Niall Horan and maybe even the band Picture This, this might be the fanfic just for you :) 
(includes sex, sexual references, drug use, alcohol, swear words etc.)
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