Phantasm║punk N.H. au
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"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐚 𝐏𝐡𝐢, 𝐀𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲."
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"𝘐'𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦."
"𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 '𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘧𝘧. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴."
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Starting from when I met this boy, I quickly started to see his walls around him, and wanted nothing more than just climb over them, or even better; break them down on the ground. And I'm a girl who likes to finish her tasks when she starts them, and this isn't an exception. These walls must be made of stone though, because every time I think now I know him, there's something else to add to the pile. To put it shortly, because all the way to this day you've been trampled to the ground and your opinions have been irrelevant to most people, I promise to change that, Horan. And Andersons don't break their promises.
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"𝘋𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺."
"𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘪𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭."
"𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧𝘧."
TRIGGER WARNING
-drinking/partying
-rough language
-abuse
-self harm
-depression
AU - ALTERNATE UNIVERSE
(I've changed the people's personalities & the venues of the story are imaginary)
punk Niall Horan love story by @Revontuliaa
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