Evie Jones was seemingly in tact. Her life was a representation of perfection. Niall Horan was seemingly self-assured. His life a representation of indifference. On the outside, they were ideal; in no way flawed. But that was the outside- A mirage of falsity. Evie and Niall were platonic. An innocent friendship between two neighbours. But what happens when the outside walls begin to crumble and their built up perfections vanish? Will they step away? Or will they find love and stay? Niall Horan AU - this is fiction. *NOT TRANSLATING* This story will deal with issues that may cause personal triggers - depression, anxiety, and other mental disorders. If you struggle with any of these things, don't hesitate to talk to someone (a professional). You are loved and have a purpose.

I leaned my head back as I watched the storm roll over us. Suddenly a loud piercing noise broke me out of my trance, I sat up and looked out Jason's window. The next few minutes seemed to go in slow motion, my mom screamed as she saw the large truck sliding towards us. My dad spun the wheel frantically moving the car. I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for the impact. I felt a sharp pain pierce through my body. I felt myself being thrown throughout the car. I cried out in pain as my body flew through the window and I hit the hard, wet pavement. My eyes stayed shut. I couldn't think. I was in to much pain. I felt very light and there was a bright light shining over me, calling me towards it and I wanted to give in. I wanted to go towards it, it made me feel like it would take away my pain. A darkness seemed to be surrounding me, I struggled to move, I struggled to do anything. I just laid there suffering. Before I knew what was happening I let myself slip into the darkness. Into nothing

Motel 6- where you may find cockroaches in the showers, questionable food in the vending machine, and maybe, possibly, some love along the way. © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com.

**WILL SOON BE UNDERGOING EXTREME EDITING** *FIRST BOOK IN THE "BROKEN" TRILOGY* I looked in my step-father's eyes for a brief second and he was enraged. He looked absolutely crazy, and his look expressed the desire to kill. In less than three seconds, I knew what my fate would be. I was going to die. Ariella Rayne grew up without a real father, and instead with a crazy step-father. One day when he goes too far, her mother makes her go live with her birth father in London. Her father, however, is also Harry Styles’s father. When she meets the boys, they don’t exactly like her. She’s weird and American and Harry is mad at her for something that she cannot control. When they truly get to know her, she falls for one of them. Can they heal her or will Ariella remain broken?

One day turns into a lifetime. When two friends win a day with one direction, they never expect what was going to happen next. (This book was written when I was like 15 and I'm now 21 so a lot has changed in my writing style. If you like this make sure to check out my other newer works!)

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

I was just another fan to him. I didn't think by sending that one little tweet to Niall Horan, 1/5 of the famous boy band One Direction, my life would change forever. I was nothing special. Just like any other 17 year old girl. Hands touch, eyes meet and apparently, he saw something special in me.

12 April 1934, The Horan family was found brutally murdered in their house. Wife and husband had been gagged and maimed before being shot in the head. Their 17-year old son, Niall Horan, was found in his bedroom's closet. He had been gagged and maimed too, but far worse than his parents. A horrendous smile was cut on his face, his eyes burned away. The murderer was never found. 80 years later, 18-year old Zayn Malik has just moved into the little cottage he bought. It literally is his dream house, in the middle of the countryside, close to the woods. Now he can finally relax on his own, away from his parents and the city... Or so he thought. Not long after he moved to his new house, Zayn starts noticing weird things. He starts seeing unnatural things, nightmares afflict his dreams every night and, what is the tale of the boy, murdered in his very house? Warning: lots of blood. It's boyxboy! Please don't read if you don't like it. This is a work of fiction, so before you send hate, remember 'you can never lie in fiction' Cover made by PartOfMyHeart

"When I learned about his past, everything changed." "I was stuck in a fake bliss with him that I should have removed myself from. If only I did, I wouldn't have drowned, I wouldn't have sunken this deep." -------------------- Throughout my entire life, I have isolated myself from the world hoping that my future will have something that I will enjoy. I went to college to become someone different. To not be that girl that was constantly living filled with depression and despair that was overshadowing her life. I found something different, no, I found someone different. I never thought that I could be happy and I never thought the source of the happiness could be from someone else. I look into his eyes and I see in a different light, a light that had once been fading away, slipping off into a void. He changed it all for me, I finally had someone to hold, to call my own. But little did I know of the dreadful horrors creeping their way into view that would change my life forever. ----------- Accomplishments: #176 in Fanfiction

After a horrible and long period of time, Katriona decided to take control of her own life. She lived in Derby for quite a while now and after having spent her holidays in London, she 'spontaneously' decided to moved there. It only took her one day to find two absolute kind and funny people. Niall, a world famous band member from One Direction and Ruby, a very close kindergarden friend of Niall's. Actually Kat's past shaped her in such a way that it mostly prevented to make new friends. It was hard to believe that people could be nice to her. But Ruby and Niall were different. Both of them gave her a special feeling of a comfortable ambiance. But there was the thing with Niall. She had actually met him before but he seemed to didn't remember. So there she was, being all happy except for the fact that Niall hadn't recognised her. And then there was Ruby, a totally talkative, funny and smart girl who also was at Kat's age. There was that feeling whenever she was around Ruby and Niall, that made her feel loved. But was is really the right decision to quit her old life in Derby and to move away from her family who she loved with all her heart? Would her life had been better in Derby than in London? Would she have to repent it to have moved to London?