She's like a nightmare, yet a dream. One minute you're so mad you could pull your hair out, the next minute you're so in love that you could kiss her. Right then and there.
I wasn't ever supposed to fall.
But no one really warned me. No one really said anything. So I guess I figured that she was okay for me.
And don't get me wrong, she is. But it's complicated. And I have now, two sides.
Two reasons to be upset, or happy or even angry.
Our love is like a figure 8, one minute you're doing okay, then the next minute you're in a loop wondering what the hell happened.
She's confusing, obnoxious, and too good for me, but I can't keep away from her.
I can't, so maybe our love was meant to be a figure 8.
And now we're twisted. And it's only the beginning..
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Figure 8 (n.h)
FanfictionMia is a quiet girl. Not much of a teenager. Mostly a normal one, she studies, she doesn't attend parties, she gets all straight A's. But when she meets a blonde, Irish boy, along with his four other friends, will her world flip? Niall Horan love s...
