Bringing Me Back || n.h *editing*

Bringing Me Back || n.h *editing*

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[Completed.] [I need to remind everyone, this was my very first fanfic that I actually wrote. So, if it doesn't make sense or the writing is just horrid. I do apologize if it is rubbish at all.] September 17th. The day 10 year old, Victoria O'Brien's life changed. Abducted when she was just so young. 17 years old now. Living with her "sister" Eleanor, and the people to whom have abducted her. She remembers nothing of anything before her abduction. She wants to remember, but she can't seem to remember a day in her life. That is until she reunites with an old friend, Niall Horan. When she reunites with him, everything comes back to mind. Niall and Victoria then start to fall for each other. Much drama is caused by Harry Styles' crazy girlfriend. What will happen to Victoria? Between Victoria and Niall? You'll just have to keep reading to find out.
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I looked down at my stomach. A small bump was beginning to form, only if he knew. "Please don't go." I pleaded "I've wanted to do this forever, don't you want me to be happy?" He said grabbing his packed bag I sat on the bed we share in my apartment. Well the bed we did share, until he left. "Please, Niall. I love you." I begged "I love you too, but we're still so young and I know I'll make it far." I shook my head wishing I could wake up and see that this was all a dream, a nightmare at that "Niall I..." I trailed off, I was proud of Niall, I supported this, I supported it until I found out I was carrying our kid. 16 and pregnant, he'd leave me anyways, what would be the point in telling him? "Have some faith in me." He dropped his bag by the bedroom door and walked over to me, giving me the slightest bit of hope, he grabbed my face and kissed me "Bye, I hope I'll see you again." and he returned to his bag...leaving me.

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