"You've got to remember, Niall, that I can do whatever I want with you, and you have to do whatever I say." "Y-yes Harry.." "Yes who?" "I-I mean y-yes D-daddy.." ~WARNING: Boyxboy~

Harry was impotent, but Niall changed all that. .. Cover by "zgnorant"

*COMPLETED* "Ever since their last interview in Manhattan, New York-" "There is still no sign of the young pop sensation-" "New York has been under lock down since the disappearance of the young lad from One Direction on August 23, 2012. Millions of people across the globe are still looking for the young-" "If you see, hear, or read, any kind of sign that could lead to the finding of-" ________________________________________ Sitting in the dark basement, the young lad was curled up against the wall. Chains cuffed to his hands and feet, a chain also wrapped around his neck. As he looked up at the broken glass of the barred up window he would sadly sing. Only some words were audible from his dry mouth. "-Please, please forgive me, But I won't be home again. Maybe someday you'll look up, And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one: "Isn't something missing?" You won't cry for my absence, I know - You forgot me long ago. Am I that unimportant...? Am I so insignificant...? Isn't something missing? Isn't someone missing me?" Every so often his voice would crack as he cried. The tears passed through his swollen up eyes, as they stung the cuts made all over his face. "No one will be looking for the fag from One Direction. They'll all be happy I'm gone..." More tears would fall from his eyes as the basement door opened up. He knew that his suffering was rather going to continue, or it was going to end now. With his life...

Name: Niall Horan Age: 18 condition: Very fit slave, strong, good muscles, good looks, virgin This is what the buyers get to see on the market. This is Niall's description. He knows that he's one of the most expensive slaves on this auction, because of his good looks and young age. And also because he still is a virgin. Niall get's sold, but his owner is anything like his last. This one is sweet and caring. He doesn't punish Niall when he does something wrong. But there is something slightly familiar about him. Can Niall discover the secrets that are hiding in the mansion? Can he fall in love with the man who owns him?

Whenever Harry can't sleep at night he decides to walk along the beach in hopes the waves can calm him down. Then he always ends up sitting at the the same guardhouse until he feels like he can breathe again. One night Harry isn't the only lost soul taking refugee at Guardhouse 459. Cover credit - tomlinsupreme

Niall has four idiots as mates, even though his one true love isn't the same species. ~ honestly, this is a crack!fic ~

On the night of 1st February, which was supposed to be Harry's 23rd birthday and the night he would propose to his boyfriend Niall, a car crash changed his live forever. Niall is hurt. Harry is safe. Niall can't remember Harry. Harry can't forget Niall. #1 in 🏷 narryfic- 04.21.20

In the quaint beach town of Callerny Dunes, the summer season is just starting to get underway. Tourists are beginning to flock to the island, which is annoying most of the locals, but a group of raucous teenage boys have waited all year for summer. No school, their parents busy with their local businesses, so it was them, the beach, and a small town filled with hot girls who were only in town for a short time. A player's paradise with a resident group of horny teenagers. But what happens when one of the tourists works his way into the friend group? *All credit to the original artist for the photo edit used to make the cover. **One Direction members are real people and I do not own their likeness and this story is fictional.

Breaking news: Hard partying rock star Harry Styles continues his downward spiral. Can new tour manager Niall Horan help him save his career? My sources inside Harry's camp think he's beyond help. Follow me for all the latest news on this tragic story of fame gone terribly wrong. Lex Lathan - TMQ Senior Correspondent This is a work of fiction intended for mature audiences. All media is fictionalized and intended to support this story. Please do not repost.

he was the savior i didn't know i needed; the man who showed me i'm worth more than who i think i am. he came on too strong, and i ran. but i didn't know i was running from the best thing that ever happened to me. © brianna lauren 2015 [second place winner in the 2015 summer bromance awards, the 2015 holiday bromance awards & the bromance awards]