Finding You (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)
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  • Parts 12
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  • Reads 2,062
  • Votes 47
  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 16m
Ongoing, First published Dec 12, 2012
This story is about a 17 year old girl named Camila who lives in California. Camila thinks she's ugly, useless, and hates living. She gets bullied almost every day. Sometimes she even skips school just to get away from all the bullying and hate. Camila has no friends and her mother died giving birth to her, so she really has no one. There is one thing not many people know about Camila... she's a Directioner.

One Day Camila goes to a One Direction concert and gets to sit front row because she found the concert tickets on the ground...and from that day on Camila's life is changed forever.
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“Brianna!” he said. Great. I pretended I didn’t hear him and ran down the hall. To my surprise he ran after me. “What?!” I screamed at him. He looked taken aback. I continued walking down the hall. “Um…uh…Mr. Welles…um…” “Would you stop?! Just say it!” I stopped walking and turned around to look at him. He was just standing there. “Well?” I said. “I can’t wait all day.” I started my quest to the principal’s office again. I didn’t hear any footsteps behind me. I glanced back and Harry was still standing there. “Don’t yell at me.” I stopped dead in my tracks. Did he just say something to me? I turned around and took a few steps toward him. “Everyone’s always picking on me and I’m sick of it!” His voice echoed through the hallways. For the first time in my life, I felt sorry for him. -------------------------------------------------- I'm bad at summaries so just read the story