Niall Horan - Midnight Memories ♡

Falling in Love: A ID Fanfic- Part 1
By Susie Reeves
**ID IS NOT FAMOUS IN THIS FANFIC.
It was a normal day. I was in my little, green, beat up SUV, driving to get two coffees, one for me and one for Tanner, my boyfriend. Of course, it was me buying the coffees. He rarely paid for food, drinks, trips, یا anything, really. Generally, he had some excuse, but today, he didn’t have one. He’d just texted me saying, “it’d b gr8 if u’d get the coffees @ starbucks. thx bb.”
My money, my car, my stupid gasoline. It was always MY stuff, and he acted like it was his. I was sick of it, but I couldn’t...

here's the new one...sorry it's a bit short.
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Find a girlfriend Romeo…=P
I’m really sick of him. Why is he such a bore?

I’m trying at this moment. Xx
Confident guy…I want to know who he is….

Can آپ at least tell me your name?
I send the message and waited.

Why don’t آپ tell me your name 1st? Xx
I looked shocked at the message. Is he joking with me?

…because I asked آپ 1st. Why are آپ acting like a little child?
I send it and in less than 20 سیکنڈ the new SMS came. He was fast.

It’s not like I have to act like an adult. Oh and btw my name’s...

Here <33
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Lucy’s POV

***The اگلے Morning***

“Honey, wake up!” My mom called my name like she does every day, just today that wasn’t necessary. I was already 2 hours awake. I couldn’t sleep. I thought about the دن that I would spend with my boyfriend. I packed my bad; my phone, my towel, sun-cream, some magazines…

I put my bikini on. I don’t like that word so I call it swimsuit. I had a pink/white swimsuit. It signature was that it was hand dyed bandeau سب, سب سے اوپر with feature ruffles and ties at the back. The bottom part had a tie at the side. On سب, سب سے اوپر of the swimsuit...

Part 2: I promise you

Bella’s POV:

I was walking upstairs to Niall’s room. When I came into his room, he was lying tiredly on the bed.
“Bella, come on in.” Niall said.
I came to sit beside him:
“Vas happening, Niall? آپ look so terrible!”
He grumbled:
“The way آپ کہا Vas happening makes me feel angry.”
“Why? Niall? I’m sorry but why?” I asked him.

He smirked:
“Cuz Zayn always says that.”
I was surprised:
“Really, Niall? But why do آپ get the hump about that? آپ argued with him?”
“He committed a suicide.” Niall replied.
“What the hell? Is he crazy? Why did he do like...