Even Broken Things Can Be Loved (Niall Horan)

Even Broken Things Can Be Loved (Niall Horan)

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I never understood why. She didn't leave a note or anything. A lot of people say it was because she was bullied, who obviously weren't her actual friends. She was the strongest girl I ever knew. I always went to her to talk about my problems and she would always help. Little did I know, she was facing the biggest problem of all. If your best friend killed herself, what would you do? How would you feel knowing that something so awful was taking place without anyone knowing? That's how I feel. I was lost. Until I accidentally bumped into Niall Horan after a late shift at work. Niall taught me many things. He told me I was beautiful, made me see things about myself that I never saw before, and reminded me that even broken things can be loved. This is my story.
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[completed.] It was suppose to be a normal summer for me. Nothing more than staying home doing nothing but hanging out with my “friends”. But no, why would my life be simple like that. I mean, at first, I was not upset at the offer I received, but when the lie slipped out, it was more than enough to push me over the edge. And then they had the nerve to come back and try to make things better? Ha. No. So when I finally went on a bucket-list adventure, history repeated itself and I was stuck in the same situation I was before. Only this time, he was fighting for my love. But I was stubborn, stuck on old ways, and refused to let him back in. But he never gave up, and that is something I still admire to this day. For some reason, my love was worth the fight. Our love was worth everything. Warning: This was during my early writing, so the beginning may be a bit carrot-y, but my writing does improve :) Cover made by the lovely @Liz_Vega :) Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2012 actuallysteph_

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