Story of Our Love (A Niall Horan Fanfic)
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  • Reads 1,283
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  • Parts 22
  • Time 1h 49m
Ongoing, First published Mar 12, 2016
But as soon as I step out the cab, I hear the soft melodic sound of a guitar. A young man is sitting on the steps of my apartment building. I do want to be warm, but I'm a sucker for music. I stand there for a moment, humming softly to the familiar song, 'Photograph' by Ed Sheeran. 

I clap as the guitar player finishes (even though it's hard because I'm still holding my umbrella) and toss a pound into his open case. "That was amazing," I compliment.

"Thank ye." The guitarist speaks softly but I notice he has an Irish accent. 

~~Can we pretend Niall is 19? ~~
~~ I did not make the title; One of my wattpad friends @toushikk suggested it and let me use it. She has been such a huge help with his book and you should totally follow her ~~
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It Doesn't Matter, You Still Left

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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.