Reality Ruined My Life - Niall Horan Fan Fiction

Being the sister of Harry Styles, the new girlfriend of Niall Horan, and the best friend of 3/5 of One Direction, plus their girlfriends, always has consequences.

Some are good.

Some are bad.

And some are out of hand.

Hannah Styles' relationship is perfect, her friends are amazing, she doesn't care about hate, and she has few enemies. But that all changes around chapter 21. Therefore, read it.


25. Kiss Me Like You Wanna Be Loved

Niall Horan -


I awoke to the sun seeping in through the hotel windows.  My head was pounding, not just because of the sun, but because of the massive hangover I was recieving right now.  This is why I hate award shows.  Those stupid after parties are so addicting though.  I placed my forearm over my eyes blocking out the sun, when I hear a light giggle comming from the kitchen aera of the hotel room.


" Good afternoon sleepy head."  Hannah said while eating a few crisps.

"Hi babe."  I tiredly smiled at her.

She set the bag of crisps down and came over to me carrying a glass of water and two advil.  I took them and set the cup on the nightstand.

Suddenly, my mind remembered what happened on the red carpet.

Taylor.  Ew, whore.

Connor.  That lying, disrespectful, fucking prick.

Bert's hands clenched in fists.  She had practically already killed Taylor 18 times in her head.

Dani, El and Perrie lookoing like they had did the same to Connor.

And then all the boys staring at both of them with hate filling their eyes.

The thing I remembered the most though was Hannah's phone.  And that god damn message.


"Hannah, we need to talk about all this."  I said with a sigh.

Her face dropped and her mood shifted.

"Yeah I guess so, but what first?"  She said while twirling her earing around in her ear, a sign that she was nervous.

"First, Connor."  I said while grapping her hand and interlocking our fingers.

"Well, I never told you this, but Connor was the one who started the rumor about me having an abortion.  Connor used me.  He acted as if I was the most precious thing that ever walked this Earth, but he lied.  He did this just to get in my pants, and when he couldn't he made up that rumor so that everyone would hate me.  So, yeah, that's Connor."  She said sharply, obviously pissed off.  I stroked my thumb over her pointer finger to relax her.

Why didn't she tell me this before?

"Why didn't you tell me he started all this?"  I asked.

"Because I knew you would probably kill him for doing that to me."  She said on the verge of tears.  I used my free hand to hold her face.  I gently kissed her chapped lips.

"I understand, I'm not mad, yeah, I would like to kill him, but I won't.  If you don't want me to say anything to him, I won't."  I promised.

"Good, because I've been giving him the silent treatment for the last four years, and I'd like to keep it up."  She smiled.

I smiled back.

"Now, about President Snow...."  She trailed off.

Ahh yes, Predisent Snow.  (A/N: The Stalker is President Snow.) I smiled to myself at her comparrison to the Hunger Games.

That is one great film.

"Do you want to call the cops yet?  Or can you still handle it?"  I asked worridly.

"I can handle it.  I mean, theres not much they can do.  Its a restricted number, that they can't recover, and theres no other evidence.  No DNA, files, hints, clues, leads, description, nothing.  All I know is that he knows a lot about me.  And there are a lot of people that know a lot about me.  I have blogs about me, blogs about my clothes, about my hair, I even found one about my teeth.  Creepy right.  But anyways, they can't do anything."  She said.

I nodded in agreement to her words.  She was right.  They can't do a thing.

"So we just wait until he does something outrageous so that there is evidence to bring to the cops?"  I asked.

She nodded sadly.

"Ok, but until then, we will live a normal life.  You will be the wonderful, gorgeous, amazing girlfriend of the one and only Niall Horan, and I'll be The Irish One from One Direction, and we will ignore President Snow, and continue with our lives."  I said making sure she understood.

"Agreed."  She half smiled.

"Good, now kiss me."  I chuckled while pulling her on to my lap, and letting her straddle my hips.  I placed my hands on her hips and she leaned down.

Her chapped lips met mine, and her tounge was instantly in my mouth.  We kissed for several seconds then let go.  I smiled at her and she smiled at me.


'Kiss me like you wanna be loved,

wanna be loved,

this feels like falling in love,

falling inlove,

falling in love.'

She sang while pressing her mouth to mine once more.

"I love you so much Hannah-Banana."  I whispered on her lips.

"I love you too Nialler."  She did the same to me.


"These wings were made to fly, and we wont let nobody bring us down, no matter what they say it won't hurt me, no matter if I fall from the sky, these ings were made to fly.."  Perrie ended the song at the Karaoke club.  She got a round of applause and many cheers.  She bowed for her fans then came back to the large table all 10 of us were sat at.  She sat next to Zayn, of course, and placed a chaste kiss on his cheek.  They were too adorable.

"I can't believe we have to leave in two days.  At least we get to spend Valentines day with our boyfriends."  Danielle sadly smiled at Perrie and Eleanor.

"I'll miss you girls, we've gotten so close over the past two weeks."  Bert said while resting her head on Harry's shoulder.

"We'll miss you too."  Perrie said.

"Ok, enough with this sad stuff.  Someone needs to go up and sing some karaoke, because this guy is kind of horrible."  Liam finally spoke up.

Before I could even register what I was saying, I spoke..

"Hannah should sing."  I said.  Hannah looked at me with an, 'I'm going to fucking kill you' look plastered on her face.

"Hannah can sing?!"  Everyone except Harry, Bert, Hannah, and I said.

Harry smirked, he loved hearing his sisters voice, he probably loves her voice more than he loves Bert, which is a lot.

"Yes, actually, she can, very well I might add."  Harry evilly grinned while taking a sip of his pepsi.

"I hate you."  Hannah said getting up from the table and up to the microphone.

As she walked on the club stage she whispered something to the DJ most likely the song title.  Then she looked straight at me.  She worridly smiled.  I decieded to give her some confidence by mouthing the words I Love You, which she mouthed back as the song started...


Well, you dawned on me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
Now I'm trying to get back

Before the cool dawn run out
I'll be giving it my bestest
And nothing's gonna stop me but divine intervention.
I reckon, it's again my turn
To win some or learn some.

But I won't hesitate
No more, no more.
It cannot wait,
I'm yours.

Well, open up your mind and see like me,
Open up your plans and damn you're free.
Look into your heart and you'll find love, love, love, love.
Listen to the music of the moment, people dance and sing, we're just one big family
And it's our God-forsaken right to be loved, loved, loved, loved, loved

So I won't hesitate
No more, no more.
It cannot wait,
I'm sure.
There's no need to complicate.
Our time is short.
This is our fate,
I'm yours.

Do you want to come on, scootch on over closer, dear
And I will nibble your ear

I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and I laughed.

I guess what I'll be saying is there ain't no better reason
To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons.
It's what we aim to do.
Our name is our virtue.

But I won't hesitate
No more, no more.
It cannot wait,
I'm yours.

Well, open up your mind and see like me,
Open up your plans and damn you're free.
Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours.
So please don't, please don't, please don't...
There's no need to complicate.
'Cause our time is short.
This oh, this oh, this is our fate.
I'm yours.

Oh, I'm yours
Oh, I'm yours
Oh, oh,
Baby, do you believe, I'm yours?
You best believe, you best believe, I'm yours.



My favorite song now ended, and my wonderful girlfriend couldn't have sang it any better.  Everyone was in awe at her magnificant voice.  And in the first time in about 3 weeks now, I was completely happy, and felt safe, as if nothing bad has ever happened.

And let me tell you, Valentines day tomorrow was going to be even better.





Sorry, filler chapter.  I'll try to update either Sunday or Monday because I have school off Monday.

The next chapter will be a valentines day chapter! WooHoo!

Now, I want to hear about your valentines?  Comment how your day went below. :)

Oh and I found the new cover from Ashley Leigh!  Thanks love, even though you forgot my name I fell in love with it, thanks so much!

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