Messaging Niall Horan

Messaging Niall Horan

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It all started from one text to get me caught in our conversation. I was 16 with a lack of love in my life. He was 23 with tons of people who loved him. I never knew i could fall for somebody so famous like he was. Out of any girl in the world he choose me to love and cherish. He was no longer Mr. famous pop-star to me anymore. We both happen to be ordinary but he has a special job, while I'm a nobody
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Why don't you get it? I can never be good for you! I am worthless" I said trying to hold in my tears. There was no way he was going to see me cry. "They are beautiful to me. I don't see a single reason why you should hate them" he said moving his wheel chair closer to where I stood. "This" he said bringing my hand where I had some faint scars and kissing them. "Would always be a story to me of how you survived." He looked at me. There were no lies in them, just his pure truth. "I love you Aren" he said. For the first time since anyone said that to me, I believed it.

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