𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 (𝗻.) 𝟭. 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗶𝗿𝗰𝘂𝗺𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀, 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗮𝗻𝘁. 𝟮. 𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀. 𝗠𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗹𝘆𝗻𝗻 𝗩𝗼𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 lives, sleeps and breathes for soccer. 󠀠󠀠ㅤㅤAs captain of Briarwood's girls' team, her eyes are firmly set on one goal: earning a future with the Seattle Reign FC. ㅤㅤWith budget cuts and the merging of two schools onto one campus, Maddy finds her team has to share the field with the Briarwood Boys', which means dealing with their egotistical team captain who thinks he's God's Gift to Women-𝗡𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗛𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗻 ㅤㅤNiall is used to winning-on the field, at parties, and with girls. But beneath the confidence and the grin is a guy carrying more than anyone realizes-and the last thing he needs is a rivalry with the girl who refuses to fall for his act. ㅤㅤAs tension simmers to a boiling point, Niall and Maddy are constantly finding themselves at each other's throats-and in each other's beds-which definitely wasn't the plan. ㅤㅤBut life rarely follows the game plan. ㅤㅤWill they survive the season? Or get stuck losing 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲.

Niall and Jessica have been friends for years, but when she comforts him after a bad date they agree it's only for one night, until they realise they can't get enough of each other...

This is the story of our favourite irish singer - Niall - where we watch him go through the motions from husband to father in a few chapters! Just be patient as you read, it takes a while to have a baby, ok? we watch him and Elena have 2 kids and fall madly in love with eachother even more than they already do :) (ALL PHOTOS FROM PINTEREST!)

❝ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰʟʏ ᴜɴʟᴇꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ꜰᴀʟʟ ❞ Trapped in a toxic relationship, Annabelle finds it difficult to leave. Adrian is everything she has ever known. Niall is her childhood bestfriend. Destiny always finds a way. PREVIEW: "You need to wake up." His voice was gentler now, almost pleading. "This isn't love, Annie. This isn't..." He took a deep breath. "This isn't healthy." "You don't understand," I said adamantly. "He's different now. He's trying." Niall's expression hardened. "And these?" His fingers hovered towards my neck, where the marks lay. He dropped his hand before he touched them. "This is him trying?" I flinched, taking a step back. "I should go." "To him?" Niall asked, voice cracking. "So he can do worse? So he can continue lying right to your face?" "That's not fair," I snapped, walking up so our faces were inches apart. I felt so much anger towards him right now that I almost couldn't contain it. His words hurt me, and he said them so effortlessly... I wanted to hurt him the way he hurt me, it was a constant war within me not to lash out at him. I knew I had to leave before I did, my fuse was running short. "No, what's not fair is watching someone you-" He cut himself off, turning away. When he faced me again, his eyes were hard. "What's not fair is watching someone you care about walk willingly back into a fire and not being able to stop them."