Bailey Thomas switches colleges to Manchester University for her second year. All goes well until she joins the university's volleyball team. During practices, she seems to always run into the same boy. His name, is Niall Horan. Niall's on the college football team along with his other friends. Just like you'd expect, these jocks make fun of the nerds and geeks. Bailey notices that quite well. When Niall becomes interested in Bailey, she attempts to maintain a fair distance from him. But what will happen when a certain boy from the same football team likes Bailey, too? What will Niall do to win over this girl? Will he get his dream girl, or will she fall in the hands of the wrong guy? Follow the ups and downs in Niall and Bailey's relationship in Be My Mascot.

A combination of a very specific cocky-Niall request and the drabble prompt "After everything... I'd still choose you".

Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. - Plato Lexi is a law student and budding actress, trying to be the perfect daughter for her two lawyer parents, and also trying to become the woman that she can be proud of in the future. Niall has been in the entertainment industry for half of his life. He is surrounded by people, by exclusive events, nothing that he can ever want is too far from his grip, other than the loneliness hiding in his heart that he doesn't know is there. One music video brings the two world together. Is a moment under the lights enough?

She was the typical sorority girl. He was the new frat boy. And together, nothing is ever easy, a roller coaster that never stops. Frat Boy (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction) ©wonderousworld14 Twitter: @wonderousworld1 Instagram: @wonderousworld14

(Sequel to He Changed Me) What do you do when you are told that you have amnesia? I laughed in the doctor's face. How could I have forgotten my memory when I remembered everything? My name is Natalie Malik and I attend London Fine Arts Academy. I'm perfectly fine except for the fact that I have the rest of One Direction in my room and their girlfriends. Why would they be here? I've never met them before. Have I? cover by: @sighstiles

Lynn Mercury is your daring, feminist idealist who only wants to get into the Portland Thorns. So when the chance arises to ditch her home city for the opportunity to go pro, leaving behind her UCLA soccer team and her persuasive ex-fling, Lynn takes off to London and quickly falls into routine with seventeen boys, a sexually active roommate, and a Coach that could easily make David Beckham feel insecure. Niall Horan is your savvy, Casanova realist who only wants to get away from his family lifestyle. He's golden, captain of the team, the star player... until two X chromosomes take his limelight, leaving him feeling vexed and confused. He knows what it means to go for the win, but when feelings get in the way, the stakes get too high. Niall chooses to deal with it the only way he knows how - scientifically. The line between love and hate had never been thinner. Start/End date: January 2016 - June 2017 The Fanfiction Awards 2017 Winner

coincidence kəʊˈɪnsɪd(ə)ns/ noun a remarkable concurrence of events or circumstances without apparent causal connection. ******* A University break. A Football match. And that's where it all begins. Highest rank: #612 in Fanfiction. © Copyright 2015. All rights reserved.

His breathe fanned over my face making shivers go down my back. Our faces so close with one sudden movement we'll be kissing. "Let's make a bet, princess, whoever falls first and shows it with a kiss loses. If I win this I get you. " He whispered. "And if I win, I can be free," I smirked at him. "Oh Horan, you're in for a big ride." I retorted. Bella has a problems and Niall Horan has now been added to the list. But is Niall really a problem? With their bet she will be sure to find out but will her past haunt her? This is That Game

Sometimes I feel as if I should receive an award for staying strong for so long. When it becomes almost habit to fake a smile everyday and to hardly ever cry no matter how awful I feel is tough. I make it through though. It's life. I feel like crying is a sign of weakness. I guess that's why I hardly ever cry in front of people or even alone for that matter. Only a few people can see the sorrow deep in my eyes. I hide it with laughter and a smile everyday. I'm good at hiding my true feelings and that's not always a good thing. I tend to bottle up my feelings until I burst. I either yell, scream, and fight or I just sit alone and cry for hours. I've only cracked to one person and she is my best friend. She's always been there for me and is like the little sister I never had, but always wanted. No one else has gotten through me yet. I don't know if anyone ever will either. Maybe someday ill find someone that can make my sorrow and pain go away. Maybe someday ill find someone who loves me for me. Maybe someday is sooner than I expect. Maybe it's right around the corner. Can she find love? Will that love be what she expects? Find out in The Bad Boy 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:)*COMPLETED* ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @bellebug23©