Just The Girl On Floor-Niall Horan
  • Leituras 7,172
  • Votos 125
  • Capítulos 50
  • Tempo 11h 52m
  • Leituras 7,172
  • Votos 125
  • Capítulos 50
  • Tempo 11h 52m
Concluído, Primeira publicação em jun 30, 2013
Maduro
Dotting kisses around my face and said with an adoring smile;
"God who knew that the girl on floor would be so perfect"


What will happen if bad girl Kelly actually gets a shot in life, showing her true colors. Will the unknown feeling of love appear or will it be all downhill. With a girl who hates being spoiled and a world famous pop star; what could possibly go wrong?

New friends made? Friendship lost? Love found?

How can the girl on floor cope with all this? Find out here.
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His Bad Girl cover

Save Me From Myself

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Daniella was a sweet girl. She had lots of friends, the popular boyfriend, and the ideal high school life. Until one day she didn't. Ruined by everything she once loved. She started to loose faith in the word it's self. Thus Dani was born. ~~~~~~~~ "I know you, I know your type. Good girl, always getting what she wants." he smirked and taunted at me. "And the good girl always falls for the bad boy. Do try and not fall in love with me, kay' sweetheart?" "No worries there. You couldn't pay me to love you" I retorted. Becoming bored with this whole conversation. Stepping further into my space, practically pressing himself into my body. "Now why's that?" he asks. "Because love doesn't exist" I can see my answer throws him off guard slightly. The cocky smirk on his face lessening. "Who are you Dani Shey?" the question rhetorical, the desire behind his eyes; all to real.