His looks were deceiving. Suited up in a tuxedo everyday, or at least when he was wearing clothes. Niall was his name. I didn't know him before, just of him. I heard good and bad, but for the most part, he seemed like a pretty good guy. Boy, did i jinx myself. His rude awakenings, obnoxious drinking, horrifying tattoos. He was every girls prince in disguise, which soon became not a disguise, but the real him. But let me tell you, his looks were deceiving. My scars are proof.