"IT CAN BE SO LONELY IN THIS CITY, BUT IT FEELS DIFFERENT WHEN YOU'RE WITH ME" ••• Olivia Campbell grew up next to Liam Payne, the two relying on each other as they maneuvered through life together. No matter how far one strayed, they always stayed in touch and were there for one another, whether it be financial help or sexual favours. Simply put - casual friends. When Olivia's side job catches up to her and her future crumbles, she has nothing left to lose and time to kill. In an impulsive decision, she flees to Daytona Beach in search of a distraction, or many. It's only by chance she runs into Liam and his band while they're touring the world. How convenient that her best friend is a rockstar who can get her virtually anything she wants. Sex, drugs, alcohol and money. Except, what she really wants is a blonde-haired boy with commitment issues. ••• *a spin-off of @happydays1d's Duplicity!*

☽ 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.

2013 Australian leg of the Take Me Home. Laura Tomlinson, Louis Tomlinson's younger sister, has joined the band on tour for their Australian leg. Including all of One Direction and their openers; 5 seconds of Summer and Catching Planes, a band consisting of Bella Malik as their lead singer, Adaline Irwin as their pianist, and their bassist, Creu Davis. Going on tour with your best friends and your brother was one thing to Laura, but going on tour with your ex was another. Niall and Laura had dated for six months before their relationship parishad suddenly due to news and paparazzi interference. Two weeks later, the tour busses were loaded, and everyone was ready to go on tour, together. As the months and tour goes, a long string of romances follows both Laura and Niall. Even after this vicious cycle, can they find their way back to each other, or is it all in the past? Find out in 'Circles.' (Trust it gets better after the first two chapters please read 😭)

Hello! My name is Maiya<3 this is my first time writing a fanfiction or any story on wattpad! I got tons of inspiration by Julez who you may know wrote the storys "Duplicity" and is currently writing "Complicity" I'm loving those fanfictions so much I decided to start my story in line with duplicity and complicity <3

// In the neon-lit streets of New York City, Ivory Mancuso is just another law intern - overwhelmed by her demanding future and the weight of her dad's ecpectations. When a late-night walk leads her to a shocking crime scene, everuthing she thought she knew about her life shatteres. The man responsible? Niall Horan, a name known to millions, but to her, he's just another dangerous stranger with piercing blue eyes and a deadly smile. "You didn't see anything, did you love?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. His tone was sarcastic, like he found this whole situation amusing. Like he'd done this before. "We're ghosts."

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///

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

He was good looking, drove a sexy car and always had a girl on his arm, he seemed to be the ideal man to every girl's eye, but he was the complete opposite. My name is Taylor, and I am one of those girls he has on his arm. I wasn't put there willingly, no not at all, I was forced to be his pet, thats what he called me, what they all called us, pets "your a fucking pet!" he would scream at me "you don't talk back to me" then he would hit me across the face or shove me to the ground. Thats how he liked it, rough. The man who made me sick at his touch, tremble when I felt his prescene, when i felt his breath is Tom Kaulitz, Tom fucking Kaulitz. "No one stands up to me, I'm Tom Kaulitz" Why he's keeping me around, I have no idea, why he's put up with me for so long, I wouldn't have a clue, I thought he would of put a bullet in my head ages ago, just like the others. He was an invincible killer, an evil man that got away with anything, murder, rape, stealing, just because he could drive. Trigger warning: Some scenes may include rape and cutting/suicide attempts. (It contains mature subject and dark themes such as explicit kidnapping, murder and rape. There's also explicit sex scenes. Read at your own risk. This book is unedited so you'll find some grammatical errors) I do not own Tokio Hotel but I do own everything else, original characters, story line etc. © winternightz I am winternightz! I wrote this story 6 years ago on Mibba and it was a real hit, I am re-posting it due to writing a sequel and I felt I should share it with you guys, will be up soon! :) The sequel A Beautiful Lie is up now.