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Broken Irish Angel

Broken Irish Angel

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Fanfic
1Direction
Harry Styles
Most people don't even realise just how alone they really are. Niall Horan happens to be one of the people who does, despite his worldwide fame. Niall suffers from severe depression, not to mention the fact that he gets hate from the fans and is in love with his own bandmate, Harry Styles… or is he? *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Hello Everybody! my friend original wrote this a few years ago on OneDirectionFanFiction.com so you can also check out the unedited version over there if you want — the link is in my bio! it's a relatively short book with pretty short chapters so don't be afraid to read it! A few things before you start reading: •This is (obviously) not a true story •These characters in no way represent the real lives of the members of One Direction •This story was originally published in 2012 on onedirectionfanfiction.net by one of my best friends •This story may contain some offensive or triggering material •No hate, please! © all rights reserved ©
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WARNING: This fanfic may be triggering. He was the one; I didn't realize it till now...till he was gone. My best friend Niall Horan has always been the smiley, laughing, care free kind of guy, but then I noticed something about him. Scars started to appear on his arms, more and more every week. And I noticed that the funny, care free boy I used to know, changed. His smile started to fade, and he did along with it. I did manage to help him, for a while he was clean. But he still wasn't happy. I never asked why he did it; I thought it was too personal. But I always wondered why? Why would he do that to himself? He was so handsome, and funny, I would even say perfect. And it wasn't until now, that I noticed how much I really loved him. I did anything for him, I got anything for him, I just wanted to see my friend happy again. The crazy thing was, he needed me to be there for him, but in reality I needed him to help me. I guess it wasn't enough, because one day everything in my life changed. This is the story of how I lost my best friend and the first boy I've loved. -end of prologue-

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