Daisy Whitmore's senior year is supposed to be the grand finale-except it feels like nothing's changed. Her tight-knit group of friends is still together, just as chaotic and close as ever. But with the end of school fast approaching, things are starting to shift, especially when it comes to Harry, her longtime friend and neighbor. As Daisy navigates the final stretch of high school, she'll discover that sometimes the people who have been by your side the longest are the ones who surprise you the most. A slow-burn, friends-to-lovers romance about friendship, change, and the quiet moments that make everything feel different.

The city's best hitman and a precious little flower meet at Le papillon blue, New York's most notorious strip club. An angel on his shoulder that hes going to drag down to hell with him, what could go wrong? // I stood there, watching her. I was entranced; a lucid dream maybe. My blood seemed to heat every time she moved her body around that pole. I was stuck in some sort of lustful trance, unable to look anywhere but her, I didn't want to look anywhere but her. Every single move around that pole, every curve of her body, her waist, her hips, her neck; all seemed to provoke me, pull me deeper and deeper into that rabbit hole that I found myself not wanting to escape from. I was watching her, I was seeing proof, that she could go through hell, and still be an angel. *** Start date - August 10 2021 *** #1 in Harry #1 in dark #1 in Harrystyles #1 in Niallhoran #1 in ZaynMalik #1 in LouisTomlinson #1 in LiamPayne

"𝘈𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 '𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦'." -- 💌 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 { Currently being revised and edited } is an original One Direction fanfic, where the main OC is becomes the sixth and only girl member of One Direction. It's also a "soft Harry x avoidant OC" story so if you came here for dark Harry, this won't be your thing. ‼️ This story will contain the use of drvgs, alc0hol, mental health, mature or troubling scenes, etc. So please be wary when reading this story. It's a heavy story, meant to reflect a lot of realistic issues. ‼️ Not available for translation, nor for animation/illustration. Do not copy this story, nor the plot lines that take place. This remains strictly an English-created story on my Wattpad profile only. -- 2010-2012 | The Beginning Alessia Evermore never expected to become the sixth (and only girl) member of One Direction. From The X Factor to their first taste of worldwide fame, Alessia finds herself growing up alongside five boys-Zayn Malik, Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Liam Payne, and Louis Tomlinson-who quickly become her family. But being the only girl comes with its own kind of attention. Every friendship is scrutinized. Every mistake becomes a headline. And somewhere between growing up in front of millions of people and trying to figure out who she is outside the band, Alessia begins to realize that fame can complicate even the simplest feelings. Fame changes everything. And this is only the beginning.

Rose does not like Harry. And Harry does not like Rose. But perhaps the threat of a ruthless brain and a shady corporate conspiracy could change for them. or, at least, could make a stash of Snickers. He was like the moon-- a part of him was always hidden

"𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚" [Highest rankings] 1# in everywhere 1# in Onedirectionasthemselves 1# in Niallhoranfanfiction 1# in fanficniallhoran 1# in fanficniall 54# in direction 1# in Nialllovestory 3# in Horan 1# in fanfictiononedirection 1# in onedirectionfanfic 1# in Niall 1# in niallhoran with 1# in onedirectionfanfiction

How you gonna say that? Take it all back. Fuckin' with my head will make my heart attack. - When Jasey Foster agrees to join her father, owner of Foster Music Management, on tour with punk band, Pretty Venom, she finds herself fighting her morals and struggling to make sense of the world around her. Niall Horan, lead guitarist in the band, faces his own struggles finding himself in the world after having to escape the life he created for himself back home. His rockstar nights are followed by hungover and dreadful days as he searches for motivation in his clouded mind. "Do I make you nervous, Jasey?" he asks, looking down to me as he takes a step closer, awaiting the answer. I step backwards from him, shaking my head. He takes another step to me. "Use your words, Jasey." I finally step towards him, raising my head to face his. "Why would you make me nervous? Why would I waste my time worrying about a rude, entitled, selfish musician who has to have his friends save him from every mistake he makes? It's no wonder you had to leave Ireland. You probably couldn't own up to your poor decisions and now that you have three people who will cover your ass from any conflict you walk into, you don't care about your recklessness because you know there will be someone to clean up the messes you make." His lips slowly turn to a grin. "There she is. Keep going. " - HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 Niall Horan AU #1 Literature #1 Writing #2 Niall #62 Niall Horan #1 Niall Horan Fanfi #1 Band #1 One Direction STARTED MARCH 2021 ENDED JULY 2022

Regrets take over Cooper's life. Literally. As a radio host, she spends her days reading anonymous letters about heartbreak and regret on her segment Regret Radio, immersing herself in other people's stories to avoid facing her own. But no matter how far she runs, her past is always there, reminding her of the mistakes she's made. One of those regrets? Losing her childhood best friend. And it doesn't help that he's no longer just a memory; he's global superstar Harry Styles. He's everywhere. And just when she thinks she can escape through Regret Radio, a letter arrives that drags her straight back into the past.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

☽ 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.

❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐆𝐎 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄, 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋, 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐓 ❞ ┃── 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 ──┃ • 2010 year ─ ???? • niall!horan x fem!oc • english language • on-going ❛. . . 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝓶𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓮 . . .❜