Mind Games (Niall Horan Fanfic)
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"Who is that?" I pointed toward the obviously wasted guy who had his arm hooked around Louis. "Oh him? That's Zayn's friend Niall. He just moved here a few weeks ago. He used to play football on some team in Ireland but got kicked off for fighting. He's just some Irish frat boy nothing major Ari. But I heard he's trouble, stay away from guys like him." I nodded and got up from my seat. If I'm going to be here all night I might as well have a drink "Is this seat taken?" My vision already blurring from the effects of the alcohol I rubbed my eyes and saw him. Niall, the boy Lexi warned me away from but I couldn't seem to think logically for once. || Arianna wanted the type of love that she beloved only existed in fairytales and books. What happens when she meets someone who isn't all hearts and flowers? Someone who isn't anything like Prince Charming but the opposite.
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