Niall loves to stick his head in books, learning all he can, as much as he possibly can, filling his brain with knowledge. Liam is the basketball star of the school, everybody wants to be him, or to date him, hottest heterosexual guy the girls have ever laid their eyes on. there's just one problem, Liam may not be as heterosexual as they thought, and he might be falling for the dorky nerd at the front of the classroom.

𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 (𝐚𝐝𝐣.) ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 ──── ୨୧ ──── ⠀ ⠀ Now, sitting here beside Niall, I realize he doesn't know that. He doesn't know that I carry that song like a bruise. He doesn't know why I felt the need to change the subject so bad on Friday night when he played that song by the fire. He just knows me as the girl who laughs when he tickles her and spins on gym mats. ⠀ ⠀ And maybe that's... okay. I'm much more okay with him seeing me as that kind of person, because to him I'm not broken or bruised. I'm just normal. I've never been normal before. ⠀ ⠀ Because for the first time in a long time, the memory of Micah doesn't hurt as much. It's still there - it always will be - but it feels softer around the edges. ⠀ ⠀ Niall shifts beside me, his voice breaking through the haze. "You ever get that feeling like... you're right where you're supposed to be?" ⠀ ⠀ I look over at him, his face flushed, eyes tired but bright. ⠀⠀ "Sometimes," I whisper. ⠀ ⠀ He smiles faintly. "Yeah. Me too." ⠀ ⠀ We lie there a little longer, not saying much. The lights flicker slightly overhead. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I believe, that everything happens for a reason. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I am meant to be here. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ For some reason.

☽ ephemeral /ɪˈfɛm(ə)r(ə)l/ adjective: lasting only a moment; delicate as smoke, gone before you can hold it. a heartbeat borrowed from eternity ☽ I could almost see the shadows of his past, the echoes of a father whose own battles had left marks far deeper than physical bruises. In his defiance, in his unyielding refusal to be anything but who he was, I sensed a desperate bid for identity, a silent plea not to repeat the legacy he feared. .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. Maeve Foster stopped believing in permanence a long time ago. Being the daughter of an Air Force officer means never staying in one place long enough to put down roots - or get attached. Niall Horan has spent his whole life in the same small town, watching people come and go like the tide. He's learnt not to get too close because, as his family says, nothing good ever stays. His father left years ago, his mother barely holds things together, and he's long since learnt that if he wants his own way out, he'll have to carve his own path. Even if it means carrying the weight of someone else's childhood on his back. Together, Maeve and Niall are a contradiction, something fleeting that feels inevitable. A flame that should've gone out long ago, yet never does. She's spent her whole life leaving, never letting herself get too close. He's spent his whole life being left behind, pretending it doesn't hurt. Maybe that's the cruellest part, because love was never the problem. Time was.

Violet O'Quinn just recently moved to Hill Valley from Dallas, Texas due to her parent's passing away in an accident. She fortunately inherited all of her parent's wealth simply because she was next in line and her being an adult, despite still attending high school. Will Violet fit in or will she be feared? Will she find love? Read and find out! Rankings: #1 in DocBrown (3/14/2022) (Don't know how but okay lol)

All Devon wanted was a chance to start from scratch. No past, no stories, no rumors, no relationships, and nothing that could remind her of the last two years of her life. This time, she decided that she was going to be a different person, someone with more self-esteem, someone who wasn't naïve, someone who wouldn't let anyone walk all over her. Because of a paperwork mistake, she ends up in the boys' building and that's when she meets Niall, her new (but especially insufferable) roommate and his undying desire to make her suffer any chance he can. He knows how to piss her off and he clearly abuses that superpower without any shame. Devon lives for the day she can finally move out but no matter where she goes and what she does, Niall is never too far. Perhaps fate is having a good laugh, because she seems to get stuck with him way more often than not and gets put in situations where she clearly can't escape. Maybe if they gave each other a chance, something good could come out of all of this, but Devon had promised herself that this time, she wouldn't let her guard down. Not for anyone, and especially not for an annoying, childish, cocky and vile boy, no matter how pretty he was... And damn, he was pretty.

If you think that this is another story of the "good girl" falling in love with the "bad boy", you're probably right. Except this time, the roles are reversed. Disclaimer: Story contains strong language, adult themes and sexual content. Spotify Playlist in my bio!

*COMPLETED * check the sequel YOU&ME! ///// Olivia is just back from a world tour with her best friend Niall and for the first time in 5 years, he's about to have a long break while she has to go back to her normal life. Their friendship has always been nothing but that, a friendship, and they both believe it'll always be this way, which is why she gives in to her attraction to Harry Styles, her best friend's famous bandmate. But maybe just maybe, their normal friendship will turn the way it normally ends up in books and movies... or not. A tale of strong friendship, unwanted nudity, a lot of profanities and many crazy AM conversations.

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

{Complete/being edited} - Niall Horan & Rosaline Kendall have been bestfriends for as long as they can remember. Before Niall auditioned for the X-Factor, they promised each other that they would never forget the memories, childhood, and adventures they had together. But most importantly, they promised that they would never forget their never ending love as bestfriends, if Niall became famous. Rosaline has moved, and Niall is traveling all around the world in the biggest boyband. What happens when Rosaline and Niall bump into each other after they've lost contact...? Disclaimer: I do not own any members or former members of One Direction nor their family, friends, and any staff members, as this is a fiction.