[this is the story of how i learned to live. but don't worry! it's kind of a fun one.] - ❝No, Niall, you don't get it! Our mom left me at a fire station and caught the next flight back to you. You grew up with a family, you got baby pictures and warm sweaters. You had a home. I didn't. I guess she thought she was setting me up for a better life, one better than whatever she gave you, but it wasn't better. What do you want me to say? I was left, I was abused, I have one leg. I'm damaged goods. You, and the rest of the boys along with you... you have to learn how to be okay with that.❞ - When Mickey is nearly 16, she survives a car accident that kills her best friend. After, her life takes a 180. She meets her brother, and the rest of One Direction along with him. Things begin to look up. Living with a boy band on tour, and eventually in London, was never the future she imagined. Getting scouted by SYCO was never the future she imagined. But it was a future she didn't mind. Mickey finally gets a taste of the happiness she never had; family, love, a home worth going home to. But 16 years of damage had already been done. Mickey meets the boys with one and a half good legs, a broken smile, and nightmares so bad she'd rather not sleep. Are five singers fit to be a family? And even if they are, will Mickey Horan ever be able to let them in? [COMPLETED - BOOK ONE OF THE CIY SERIES] [UNDERGOING EDITING. BEAR WITH ME.]

in which after taking an extended break, celina comes to terms with her break up from ex-fiancée, zayn malik, through music. ( social media & irl )

In the world of the wealthy and powerful, an angel finds herself in need of protection, she is assigned a bodyguard - a beautiful and mysterious man. A man with secrets, but one who is determined to keep such an angel safe at all costs. She is drawn to him despite her better judgement, some excitement, some light into such a dark and dangerous life. // "We can't," I whispered, being the one to break the silence between us. The air between our faces was so thick it was almost as if it wasn't there anymore, I could hardly take in a breath. Everything was so warm, and the longer we spent like this, our lips just hovering an inch from each other, I became so much more aware of every way his body was touching mine. I hated him. We hated each other. Yet here we were, desperate to touch. "I know," Was all he said in response, darting his eyes down to my lips again, a small smirk on his face. Out of desperation, the way he had already got me so wound up, my body was overwhelmed by too many feelings. My hands travelled down from where I was grasping his biceps, I soothed my palms down his sides, his warm skin, before I was holding his hips, right above the waist band of the grey sweatpants he had on. He let out a low hum of approval, and a slow smirk spread across his face as soon as he realised what I was doing. His eyes met mine again and he tilted his head to the side, almost as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. He then blew out a slow breath, and the smirk on his face only grew wider before he whispered, "Fuck it." *** i loved you as icarus loved the sun. *** Start date - May 5 2022 ***