Niall Horan → an rp blog about a boy and his life.
“Sure, we can use my daddies goal and ball,” I say opening the door fully, “come on Ellie,” I yell and the pug jumps off the bed as runs to walk with me and Nicky downstairs. Once downstairs mummy helps me put my shoes on the lets us outside. The backyard was quite a big…
“What makes you think I don’t like being dirty,” I say looking at him funny, “just because I’m a girl doesn’t mean nothing mister. My daddy used to play football with me all the time, he can’t now since he’s busy with his job, but that doesn’t matter. I’m fine being dirty. I’ll the the goalie.” ~L