Moving day

This is not a love story. It's not even a nice story. It's a story about ghosts, even if no one gets haunted. I

It's a story about a girl getting her heart broken and a boy pretending he doesn't have one. A story about demons and dreams, and a sweet virgin girl and a hot bad boy, or that's what you want to think. Maybe sweetness and badness are overrated and confused. Who knows anymore?

Or, Niall is in a frat and he's the fucking king, baby.

(WARNING: this story will include bad language, sexual graphics scenes, violence and use of drugs. This story is going under a extreme editing.)