[sequel to You're My New Nightmare - completed] In senior year Olivia Crawford fell in love. She fell in love with a guy she thought she'd never be interested in. And Niall felt the same way about her. Olivia wasn't the regular kind of girl he'd be with. But they fell for each other, harder than they wanted to in the first place. But secrets and lies got involved in their relationship. Right before graduation, they broke up. Olivia went to university in London and Niall went back to Ireland. They said goodbye to the person they loved the most. Olivia tried to convince herself that she had moved on, but it all changed one night. What happens when Niall is back in town and is begging her for a second chance? Will he back off because she has a new boyfriend, or will he fight for her? --- I guess it's true what they say; you never really get over your first love. And your first love isn't always the first person you kiss, or the first person you date. Your first love is the person you'll always compare everyone to. The person that you will never truly get over, even when you've convinced yourself you've moved on. - Highest ranking: 🥈 #badboyniall 3 #fratboyniall 6 #punkniall

They never told you that the monster under your bed could have a set of beautiful forest green eyes and an angelic smile. -a story in which a girl is taken by a notorious gang member that lives beneath the world's feet. THIS IS A TRILOGY BOOK (1/3) *COMPLETED* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles #1 in fanfiction #1 in one direction NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS FOR THIS OR THE REST OF THE TRILOGY! MATURE READ! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///

She's used to staying at home, studying, reading and writing. He's used to being on tour, girls screaming his name and singing number one hits. The day they meet, they will never forget. From then on she's constantly in his head. She thought that they would never meet each other again, but she thought wrong. They see each other again. Maybe it was a coincident, maybe it was fate that brought him to her. Her 13 year old self would call him distraction but her 18 year old self calls him Niall. Enjoy reading, vote and comment. It would mean a lot. All the love. C xx

"I'll survive. Somehow I always do." - She never meant to become part of One Direction. One moment, Diana Michaels was a girl with a guitar and a voice that cracked when the memories caught up to her - the next, she was standing under stadium lights beside five boys the world already adored. Fame gave her a family she never had... but it also brought her past back into focus. Beneath the laughter and love songs, old shadows stir; a father who vanished, a brother she can't forget, and a secret that threatens to unravel everything she's built. As her music reaches millions, Diana learns that the spotlight doesn't heal you. It just makes it harder to hide. In the noise of fame and the silence of memory, she's about to learn that some songs don't end when the music stops. - ©hlsxox_

MAY 2024:‼️ ON HOLD WHILE I EDIT ALL EXISTING CHAPTERS‼️ NEW CHAPTERS COMING Aug "Niall I'm not your fucking girlfriend! You can't just follow me around! Why do you care about who I go on dates with!? It's none of your business!" I was beyond pissed at him and my shouts were only getting louder and louder. His piercing blue eyes that I've grown to love looked at me from across the alley. Hurt was written all over his face before it quickly turned to anger. "For fucks sakes!" He yelled before kicking the dumpster next to him making me jump in my place. He let out a loud sigh and began to slowly walk towards me. "I don't know okay? I don't know why I fucken care about you so much. I just do, and it's fucking scaring me." He was no longer yelling and his face was now only inches away, trapping me between him and the wall. This was not the same Niall I met a month ago. He isn't supposed to care about anyone but himself. He didn't just stick to one girl, and he certainly never showed his feelings towards anyone. "I just do." He whispered softly before cupping my face in his two hands. He looked me in the eyes and then down at my lips; and he slowly started to lean in until I felt his soft warm lips gently press against mine.