voir dire (n.)- "to speak the truth" On the cusp of the release of his sophomore album, Niall Horan's label gives him an ultimatum- be part of a publicity stunt Niall never thought he could agree to or have his album be dropped by the label. Enter Kelsey Benton, an aspiring young lawyer, whose life has spiraled out of control, leaving her dreams and trust in shatters. When the two form an instant connection, all their hopes and dreams are on the line. Will they risk losing everything?

Blair Collins is a spunky 19-year-old who desires to follow her wildest dreams and live life to the fullest, alongside her best friend, Delaney. After deciding to leave her town in Ohio for big-city Chicago, she expects to continue her normal life that consists of partying, influencing and modeling, and one-night stands--that is until she meets hot-shot club owner, Niall Horan. Turns out Ohio wouldn't be the only thing that would be bad for her. ------------ "No!" she shouts. "Just stop. You want to know why I'm so upset? I'm upset because I care about you so fucking much, Niall. I don't want to. Honestly, it would've been easier if you were dead, because then there would be no possible way for me to keep coming back to you. But you aren't, and I don't want you to be. That's why I'm mad. I'm upset and angry because I could've easily lost you, and I'm not ready for that. I don't think I ever will be, and it fucking terrifies me, because I know one day I will. One day you'll be gone forever." Multiple tears stream down her face as her voice cracks. She tries to compose herself by pacing her breaths and remaining silent. Unsure about what to do, I rush up to her and pull her into my chest. "I'm right here. I didn't mean for you to see that. This is exactly what I was scared about," I lowly whisper. "What?" she sniffles as I sigh. "Us caring about each other. I'm dragging you into my treacherous world and I can't. You're too pure, too angelic," I feel myself become overwhelmed by my emotions. "What are you saying," she pulls away from me. "No," she shakes her head as I feel my heart slowly breaking. "Blair, I don't know if I can be in your life anymore." "You don't get to make this decision for me," she hisses at me. "It's my life and I get to do whatever I want." This hurts so fucking bad and I have no idea why. ------ MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKING - #10 IN LITERATURE 6/26/21. THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

'Love isn't something you find. Love is something that finds you .' It finds you when you least expect it It took just one night and one look for me to fall in love with you . And everything changed after that ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a Narry Story Feb 23 ' 2016

Niall Horan doesn't have a problem. He tells himself that everyday. He has convinced himself that he can control it, that he can stop whenever he wants. He's getting weak and people are starting to notice. But he can stop whenever he wants, though. He's in a downward spiral and lost all hope, desperately needing someone to save him...from himself. But he can stop whenever he wants, though. Niall Horan says he doesn't have a problem, only he does have a problem. Niall is battling with one of the toughest battles in this day and age...anorexia. And he can't control it, he can't stop.

Niall Horan, originally from Mullingar, Ireland. Somewhat new to England, but not new to the concept of bullying. Liam Payne, worldwide popstar. He can smile and have practically anyone falling at his feet. So what will happen when two different worlds collide?

A collection of Niall centric stories made by me❤ Promots are open!💕 Narry, Niam, Ziall, Nouis, Zianourry (Niall centric) you can all find it here🏳️‍🌈 My DM is always open!💫 EDITING🔥

This is a collection of randomly inspired fun little numbers involving multiple different AU Niall's. *These stories contain mature and explicit content*

There are over a thousand bars in the city of Boston, forty-nine of those are Irish pubs, but only one of those forty-nine belongs to Niall Horan. When Rigby finds herself inside The Bunk Off one summer night, there was no way she would have ever known that the brunette man with sapphire eyes behind the bar would become a steady current in her life. But when they find themselves a thousand miles away from where they started, will they find a way to make it up somehow?

Skylar's bestfriend is Harry Styles. As soon as Harry introduces Skylar to one of his old friends everything changes and ends with an album written about her. Mature themes/ trigger warnings: Story contains topics such as death, PTSD, mental abuse, language, mental health/anxiety issues, drinking, minor drug use, sexual content.

He's got Power over me. But I've got Control over him. "Do you think it's funny what you did? Moaning into the mic, taunting me?" His hot breath was fanning over my face. His tanned skin was flustered, still glistening with a coat of sweat. His body was flush to mine, trapping me against the cold wall. Puzzled, I looked up at him. "What? You think I did it on purpose? It's part of the song." I bitterly laughed, but he wasn't amused. His grip on my wrists tightened as he pressed them harder against the wall over my head. "Look down, princess. Look at what you've done to me." Shocked and utterly confused over his demand, I did what he hold me to and looked down the sliver of space between our bodies, my eyes instantly landing on the bump at the front of his dark skinny jeans. My mouth parted, my heart thumping in my chest. With a shaky breath, I tore my gaze from his very obvious boner and looked up at him in shock. "See how hard your little trick made me? Is this what you wanted?" He taunted, though I refused to stay there, caged between him and the wall without saying anything back at him. "Can't control yourself, pretty boy? If it's that easy to make you hard, I bet it would be even easier to make you cum." I was aiming for my words to have a completely different effect on him than what they did. I hoped he'd feel embarrassed and walk away, but I was once again proven wrong when it came to him. Bringing one of my hands down, he led it with his between us and to his crotch, pressing it there. "If you wanna know so bad, do it. Make me cum." #wattys2023