Paid happiness

"You can buy everything for money!" he said. I knew he was right, but he couldn't buy me. He couldn't buy my love or my respect. I was one of the few that went against his opinion. I went against the flow.

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1. Introduction

I don't know how to describe Niall Horan. He belonged to the wealthy, those who could afford it all and he lived life. When Niall came into a room, you knew that it would be a fun party. He was entertaining, he was charming and he knew how he would attract all. Niall could talk to all the people and he did it well. He could bring the world's most depressed man to laugh at his jokes. He made ​​everyone feel so good.

 

When Niall was at a disco, flocked all the girls around him. He knew that they were after his money, and he knew he wouldn't walk home alone at night. He changed girlfriends all the time and he never seemed satisfied. He bragged to everyone about how good he was in bed and he boasted that the girls screamed his name. It was as if he thought he own all girls and they were created so that Niall would get to have sex.

 

Niall had expensive interests. He loved to play golf and he always had the latest clothing. Niall gathered expensive wines and he lived in a big house with a pool. He owned more cars than he had time to drive and he was good at wasting money on friends and girls. Everyone loved to be where he was, because he threw money around him.

 

And who am I then? 

 

I'm Jenny, a friend of his and I mean one of his closest friends. Sometimes he tried to flirt with me, but Niall knew I wasn't going to fall for him. I was the girl who looked at it all and the girl he came to when no one else was listening. I was the one who stood in the shade and wondered how much more he could continue. I didn't look up to Niall and I was certainly not fond of his way of living his life, but I stayed on. The reason was that I knew he was scared. I knew that one day he would fall. I didn't want to leave him there and I didn't want to be like everyone else, a traitor. It was hard to be his friend. One day, he loved that I stood up behind him, the next day I wasn't worth anything.

 

 

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