"Maybe it's not about the happy ending, maybe it's about the story."

After her father died she needed a change, something new. She moved to a small town outside New York, where everyone went to change something about themselves, to move on from where they were, and she fit right in with the crowd. One of those people was a blonde haired, blue eyed, seventeen year-old, with an Irish accent.

A Niall Horan FanFiction

Cover by: Beautifully Music Nerd


1. Prologue

Everyone needs a change every once in awhile. Some changes are smaller like re-painting your room. Some changes are bigger like moving across the country.

Everyone here in this small town is here for the same reason, they want to forget, and move on. They walk down the filthy streets with their heads down, not daring to look up or make eye contact with anyone, they just look down at their feet. They walk at a fast pace, as if someone was chasing them, no one ever dares to stand still.

Rats fill the streets running around in the chaos of people, the streets are an a absolute mess but no one notices, no one dares to stop moving from fear of attracting attention.

One of these people on the streets looks content, almost happy. He walks with his chin held high, his back straight, his blonde hair out of his face. He's the one of all these people who looks content in this tiny miserable town.

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