Young Niall Horan Novels & Stories

"See that you are. It's important that the two of you present a united front, especially after yesterday's... incident." I nodded and left before he could say anything else. The music grew louder as I approached Cat's wing—loud enough that I could make out the lyrics now. Niall Horan. I almost smiled. I'd been listening to his music since his One Direction days, had every album downloaded on my phone. It was one of my guilty pleasures—something I'd never admit to most people. And apparently, Cat was a fan too. We actually had something in common. I knocked on her door, but there was no answer.