Soft tufts of blonde hair stuck up and caught the light like a broken mirror. They were especially bright when he laughed and he always laughed. He was an angel or maybe a leprechaun, hopefully both.

By Anna Huisenga, March 22, 2014.

His blonde hair covered his blue eyes, which were set in fear as he watched her standing in the rain. He stumbled towards her, tears running down his face, but you wouldn't have known. His pale cheeks were tinted with red and his long fingers reached towards her as he reached her. He grasped her in his large arms, "Don't ever leave again," he whispers in his deep, thick Irish accent. You could hear her sobs in agreement through the rain and his sigh was filled with happiness. His sky blue eyes looked towards the girl in his arms, a perfect balance of tenderness and innocence and she was all his. Niall took her closer to him and kissed her forehead with his rosy, thin lips. "I love you so much, Brielle," he whispers. "I love you, too." she replied. & they promised on it.

By iveemadole, June 15, 2014.

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