Atelophobia// Liam Payne

Atelophobia// Liam Payne

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she feared imperfection, and he embraced his own. based upon conversation, please do not copy my work. this is my first story. || 9/23/15 revised last : jan 21. 2016 5:55 pm// nov. 01 2016 *editing ©coolpeople123 || cover made by the talented @khmbrleya/khmbrleya's graphics. she worked so hard on making my cover and im so happy about the way it turned out. thank you so much :) make sure to check out her covers so she can makes some for you as well|| 8.07.17
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This is Liam Payne FanFic- Avalon Syms never grew up with a normal life. After her father dieing and her mother turning her back, she discovers she is more than nothing. Soon Liam Payne sees her and instantly feels something. They are both attracted to each other, especially when he finds out that she sings. "I was in the winter of my life- and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell sleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three months down the line of being on an endless world tour and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times. I was a singer, not very popular one, I once has dreams of becoming a beautiful poet- but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again- sparkling and broken. But I didn't really mind it because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is. When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living- they asked me why. But theres no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what its like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lied you head. I was always an unusual girl, No moral compass pointing me due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide as wavering as the sea. And if I said that I didn't plan for it to turn out this way Id be lying- because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about- and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me." ~Avalon Sydeny Syms © 2013

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