Rumors Ziall Horlik AU
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  • Reads 23,203
  • Votes 820
  • Parts 19
  • Time 1h 17m
Ongoing, First published Aug 23, 2013
Am I gay? No not possible... Girls are my thing! Their pretty, cute, nice, sometimes...Ok I cant think of anything else. Ok maybe I am gay. I'm still in the closet though... So shh!! But he just drives me nuts! The way his raven hair is always in a sleek quiff, how his jaw is like a statues, chiseled and perfect, his bad boy attitude. His overly tight jeans! He is like a sex god! He's like walking sex!!! The girls and I can't stop drooling over him!  He can't be gay... I heard he screws a girl every weekend. And not the same one! But what if the rumors are wrong? What if he DOESNT like girls? I'm Niall Horan, and I hope the rumors are wrong.
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