Name: Niall H.
Age:Legal
Place: In the bushes (Harry Styles' hair-those on his head your perv.)
Fan of: Harry Styles' skinny jeans, Harry Styles' hands, Harry Styles' body, Harry Styles' everything. Also, Anne Cox' son.
Occupation: Part-time working at Tesco's and fulltime Fanboy.
My name is Niall and I live the life of a fangirl- except, I'm not a girl. I have a flat chest (with hair) and a willy but other than that, I'm kind of the living, walking, breathing embodiment of 99% of the Skyway fandom. I spend about seven hours a day browsing the internet: blogging, scrolling through Twitter and Tumblr, searching for new pictures of my favourite boy(s) in the whole world. I'd probably scream, faint and shit my pants if I'd ever meet Harry Styles though the chance of meeting him is very very slim since he doesn't even notice me on Twitter. Liam follows me and I'm VERY grateful for that but Harry Styles is my dream and everything my heart and body desire.
Anyway, if you have a question, let me know. I'm most likely to answer them within three minutes unless I'm at work, sleeping or drooling over my laptop or phone due Harry Styles' sexiness.
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.