#chasing your dream

[swiftmendeshoran]

Chasing Your Dreams- Chapter 2

Co-written by @summerinhawkins​ who I owe most of this to. 

Warnings: Some language. 700 words of fluffy fluff. Sorry for the cuteness. ENJOY cause it gets crazy! 

Your alarm woke you up the next morning, still in shock about what had happened last night. You checked your DMs to make sure you didn't actually dream that. You scrolled through your notifications to see 2 new from Niall. 

Good morning, beautiful. Not sure what time it is in Philly, hope I didn’t wake you.

You read the message again because you swore Niall James Horan just called you beautiful. 

Of course you didn’t. Right now, it’s 8:30AM in the city of brotherly love and it’s pretty nice outside. Sunny and 72 degrees, if you want me to be specific. 

Your phone pinged in seconds with his response back. This was the fastest a man had ever responded to you. You weren't sure if he was bored or genuinely interested. 

Better than here, it’s just raining in London like normal . 

I’ve actually never been to London before. It’s been on my bucket list since I was little. 

You should come to London sometime and stay with me! Or at a hotel... or whatever you're comfortable with. 

Take me out to dinner first, Horan, before you invite me back to your place. Haha 😉 In all honesty, I don’t think I can afford a round trip to London.  

Oh I plan on it. Just say when and don’t worry about any of that, petal. I've got you've covered. 

Oh, Niall. I can't let you do that. You barely know me and I would be forever in your debt. 

I think we can figure out how you can make it up to me… Please. I really want to meet you. 

You lived with your sister, Chloe and her best friend, Olivia. You both were extremely close and told each other everything. She was 4 years older than you. Holding your phone, you walk over to her room. You see her sitting at her desk on the phone with her boyfriend. You walk in and lay down on her bed, waiting patiently for her to finish up her conversation. You had so much to tell her. 

“Hey whats up?” she smiled. 

“Soo…… something happened last night and it’s pretty life changing.” you bit your lip to stop yourself from smiling so big. 

“....what is it?” she came over and laid next to you. 

“I was one of the fans that was picked to go live with Niall and he may or may not have heard me sing in front of 40,000 people.” 

“WHAT!!! HOLY FUCK! NOO WAY. LIV GET IN HERE.”

“What the hell is going on? WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME?” Olivia stood in the doorway in a bathrobe and her hair up in a towel. 

“Niall Horan has been sliding into Y/N’s DM’s and loved her singing.” Chloe snatched the phone out of your hands to read through the messages, showing them to Liv as proof. 

“BITCH HE’S LITERALLY FLIRTING WITH YOU!” Chloe would not stop yelling. 

“...And he wants me to come to London to stay with him," you added, casually. 

Both their eyes widened, “Girl, you’re gonna go right? You can’t say no. First, Niall Horan wants you to stay with him in his house, he’s definitely flirting with you AND this could really help jump your dream of becoming a POP GIRL.” 

You took a nervous breath, “I know. I gotta go right? This is like the universe telling me bitch this is your fucking shot, take it or leave it.” 

“Plus… you’ve been in love with Niall since you were 15, (Y/N). DM him back and tell him that yes, you’ll spend some time in London with him. Maybe he’ll take you out on the town and show you some of the hot spots.” 

Your mind was racing, so many emotions and thoughts crowded your head and it was overwhelming. You didn’t think twice about it. The answer was yes. 

Ok, Niall. I’ll take your offer. See you in London. 

Buying your ticket as we speak, my love. Can’t wait to meet you in person. 

You exchanged info for him to accurately buy your plane ticket and within 10 minutes, you were going to London to spend some time with famous singer/songwriter, THE Niall Horan. You were set to leave in 2 days. 

[howardtuniverse]

I am doing what I love. It doesn't feel like work. Even though it is. I'm having fun. I'm overcome with joy and gratitude. I felt like posting this to say to anyone out there chasing your dream... Fifteen years ago I felt the same passion I feel today, but I had very little opportunity. I had to hustle hard and go hungry. I had to eat sardines and figure out how to get gas money. And I never had a plan B. I never stopped believing. Ever. Don't give up. Apply constant pressure for as long as it takes. It will break before you do. Go get it.

Chris Pratt

[mysticself]

If you keep chasing your dream, one day you'll catch them. (Mysticself)

[rkgoldcreations]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3uG2YdLUcQ)

[247jackie365]

Hold On...

Hold On…

Your dream doesn’t become reality magically. It takes grits, determination, patience, and perseverance to make it work, but the biggest adventure you can take is to live the life of your dreams. Stay focused. Stay true to yourself, yet always be open to learning as you chase after your dreams.

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[shrutisarange]

Chase your dream

Moments of despair and silence

Accumulated in days and ending up in retardation

May sicken you up, break you down.

But remember that this is the time

To built up yourself even stronger

And evolve as more worthy than you are;

Keep yourself focused and polish up yourself

Do not forget that you have been chasing your dream

All this while and that in the end all that’ll matter

Is you sustained and…

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Chase your dreams

Chase your dream

Moments of despair and silence Accumulated in days and ending up in retardation May sicken you up, break you down. But remember that this is the time To built up yourself even stronger And evolve as more worthy than you are; Keep yourself focused and polish up yourself Do not forget that you have been chasing your dream All this while and that in the end all that’ll matter Is you sustained and…

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[corycopeland]

Screw the Noise

Screw the Noise | Melissa Hawks on those who try to keep you from your dreams

I was running through one of the sixteen airports I’ve inhabited in the past two weeks when the anxiety hit. The overwhelming weight of what I am doing landed on my chest. It was heavy and bruising. It felt the way my luggage has every time I pull it over a bumpy ledge and it sticks, running back into me, jarring me with an abrupt stop in the smooth momentum that moves me towards my goal.

This…

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