What would you do if you were a sheriffs daughter? What would you do if he knew you as an innocent little angel? What would you do if you almost went to jail? What would you do if you met a certain bad boy along the way? What would you do if a boxer had a secret? How would you make it through? Find out in The journey has just begun© (Niall fanfic) by @bellebug23 Don't steal my story! This is 100% mine. If you find someone that stole it please report them to me after ranting them out and also reporting them! Thank you and enjoy:) *ALL RIGHTS RESERVED* @bellebug23© This story will be unedited until completed! ~*SNEAK PEAK*~ He was tall and very well built. His jaw clenched and veins popping out on his arms showing that he was clenching them in his gloves. His disheveled hair was blonde at the tips and natural brunette at the roots. Tattoos littered his skin and the light glistened off his skin. His head was turned away from me scanning the crowd. His head watched the crowd until he met eyes with me and they locked onto mine. My eyes widened and I slightly gasped. His eyes were bright blue with a mix of golden in them. An evil glint crossed his eyes and a smirk pulled its way onto his face. I looked away from him and toward my group of friends trying to shake off the weird feeling I got. They were all staring at me with wide eyes. "What?" Cresh was the first to snap out of it. "Did you see him ogling you!?" I shrugged and looked to Meg and Carry for other suggestions. "That's Niall freaking Horan!" "So?" Carry seemed to snap out of it and turned to me sassily. "So? So?! Do you even know who he is? He's a guy that doesn't give girls a second glance. He never shows emotion. The fact that he just smiled at you means a lot!" I shook my head at them and laughed it off. "Whatever." I couldn't help but to feel the butterflies swarming in my stomach with the thought of a guy looking at me like that.

Roxanne Styles, a bartender and sometimes a provocative dancer on the bar with a dark past. She is desperate to feel free and has her walls up when it comes to love. It took a few charms and flirtatious moments to get him hooked to her. Now, she can't get away from him. Niall Horan, the hothead frat boy who loved one night stands and nothing serious. He had no choice with the life he has and is stuck with it. He has no interest in no girls that are easy game. It took one party to get him hooked to her. Now, he can't stay away from her. Both of them don't have the life they wanted. She thinks he can't handle a girl like her, but what if he can? Two different people, different dark pasts, and yet, they are the same more than they ever thought. Will they make it till the end? Can nothing come between them? This story is not to be translated or reposted anywhere without my consent or knowledge. This story is only available on Wattpad. If you see this story is posted somewhere else, please let me know. Completed July 2014

It was supposed to be another fun summer before we all went off to college, but of course, a new guy had to come fuck it up for Hunter. It was supposed to be relaxing and carefree. "But no", Niall said just by the way he looked at her, "no way I'm going to let that happen". Funny how just another summer can turn into this -- a shitload of tension and confliction. But maybe those aren't the right words. Maybe it's not just Niall who struggles with wording his thoughts.

Everything she never wanted for him to become, But she's everything he's ever wanted. But who will cave in? You only get one chance to Change 'Falling for you was the biggest mistake of my life, you lied to me!'

Everyone keeps secrets. But it's the secrets that pulled them apart.

Angelina has lived a great life so far. She was the popular one of the crowd, had many friends, and even had a hot boyfriend, Jason. But when one night ruins her mentally, who will be the one to heal her scars.

In which a boy meets a girl that makes his eyes turn blue again.

It's Liv's last year of secondary school and she's determined to make it amazing, but some obstacles stand in her way. Her current boyfriend, Brian, abuses her and no matter how much she tries to leave him, she can't. Her fear of him and of what he can do to her keep her within his hold. But what happens when Niall, a well-known bad boy, comes into town and tries to help her? After learning about his dark past and after recovering old secrets, does she still trust him to help her with all the danger in her life? *MATURE CONTENT AHEAD*

CURRENTLY EDITING Niall Horan and Danielle Reilly have known each other since they were toddlers. Now things have changed, and not for the better. They need to save each other before it's too late... {take note that this fanfiction only uses One Direction members only for their appearance} The beginning isn't good and neither are the first few chapters, but please have some hope it does get better, I promise.

[CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION // ALMOST COMPLETE, SHOULD BE DONE BY 2019. // RECOMMEND READING ONCE EDITING IS FINISHED.] ___________________________________________ ... he grabbed my upper arm pulling me back to him, his lips found mine -and his kiss was soft. Softer than I expected. He didn't try to grab anywhere on my body, he didn't try to force me to kiss him back or put his tongue down my throat - he just kissed me. It was a short lingering kiss that lasted only a minute, but it still left me almost breathless and bewildered to say the least. When he pulled away, I slowly opened my eyes to look at him, his eyes were hard and his lips pressed in a firm line. His hand found the collar of my jacket moving it away once more, enough for anyone to see the mark he left earlier. "You're mine now, and don't you forget it." he stated sternly, looking deep into my eyes his hard blue ones washing over my green iris's like a tsunami. I gulped tightly at how serious he was. He said that in such a way where it actually had me terrified, he looked frustrated, determined, even down right possessive. It made me never want to touch a guy again, touch Grant again, and maybe that's why he looked at me like that. He wanted to scare me so that I would never defy his words, so that he could have me to himself, but I barely knew him, never the less, he barely knew me - or my name. ___________________________________________