LOVE TRIANGLES

After a break up leaves Phil with an eating disorder Dan feels the need to help and on the way realize they are both broken. That sounds so f***ing lame.... Ok just read and like basic Dan and Phil but I'm doing a non typical plot Warning *trigger warning* because why not. And read and Like and knock yourselves out.

"Wait, pause. Louis Tomlinson just liked my selfie. What a creep."

a story in which harry gets a fake phone number from a girl at a party, but the boy he ends up texting is much more interesting anyway. [lower case intended for description.] [text format] (needs major editing)

"Breaking News: 21 year-old University student Niall Horan has been reported missing just hours ago. Colleagues say that Horan was out in a nearby club with others when he had 'just disappeared'. He hadn't been drunk, having been the designated driver for his group of friends. No witnesses have come forward. Police are investigating the situation at the moment, and believe that this could be linked to the disappearance of 20 year-old Harry Styles. If you have any information regarding this possible kidnapping, please call the number below."

Ever been a slave to someone who makes you’re life a living hell. Ever Had to do things that will make you want to run and never come back even if it means never seeing light again. oh did i forget to mention i’m gay? and beaten by my fathers new wife. My name is Niall Horan and this is my story.

One Direction; the most famous boyband in the world. As Niall, Harry, Louis, Zayn and Liam take over the world, two of the boys start to have strong feelings for one another. Everybody around them sees the heart eyes they give each other and the sneaky glances they share. The problem is, Niall is too oblivious to notice the love that radiates off of Harry when they're together and Harry is in denial of his feeling for a certain blonde boy.

*the cover for this story has credits to tronnoredits on tumblr*

God, I hate him so much. He is the definition of asshole. "Ketchup and mustard?" My mother calls to us. "No mustard." we say in unison