[✓] ∥ "What do you fear most?" At my childish question, she smiles and looks down. In all honesty, I thought we were going to have to stay there all night, that she wouldn't find an answer until the sun comes out. But to my surprise, she looks back up at me within seconds, the smile I fell in love with no longer adorning her face. "Myself." **Warning: contains strong language, drug use and inexplicit sexual content. Copyright © 2014-2016 by funkystyles

[ONGOING] ❝Opening your wrists won't set your demons free, but opening your heart just might.❞ ✖ ✖ ✖ Anna Winters is broken. A long time ago, a horrific incident tore her family apart, destroying her life in the process. Now, five years later, she's alone and empty. A controlling mother with a habit of drinking herself into a stupor and the abundant scars on her skin are all she has left. Niall Horan is broken, too. A series of dire mistakes and unfortunate events have led to him living in an abandoned house on the edge of town, where darkness -- and the guilt of all he's done -- constantly threatens to suffocate him. He spends his days writing songs in the basement, never really expecting anything to come of it. When Anna stumbles across the lonely house one summer morning, and comes face-to-face with a blond-haired Irish beauty, she's reminded of the subtle fact that maybe, just maybe, life really can get better. But both are haunted by terrible pasts; both have dark secrets to keep; and, after all, you can't play on broken strings. But, of course, there's no harm in trying.

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.

She is shy, he is a charmer. She is silent, he is loud. She keeps to herself and he would never do that. Her nose is always in books, which he hates to see. She is Alana Greyson and he is Niall Horan. Alana, a girl who would always keep her family and friends happy. She is that kind of a friend that every person wants and taken granted for. She being the only child is pampered a lot by her parents. One thing she finds difficult is to express her emotions. And when it comes to a certain someone, she can never find the guts to open her mouth and tell him. Niall, the complete opposite of Alana. He is a bold and loud guy. Always smiling and teasing people, not extremely though. Girls are always falling for him but he is still waiting for 'his girl' to come up in sight. Alana and Niall are best friends. Alana has feelings for Niall which he doesn't know because according to Alana he would never feel the same. Does he really not feel the same? All Rights Reserved.

"oh baby girl, you're so beautiful" he stroked my cheek. "thank you,niall" I replied with a blush. "call me daddy" he winked.

❝Here, a couple pieces of tape will fix it.❞ ❝No, it won't.❞ *look out for the sequel Superglue* © 2014-15, dopeboxs

12 April 1934, The Horan family was found brutally murdered in their house. Wife and husband had been gagged and maimed before being shot in the head. Their 17-year old son, Niall Horan, was found in his bedroom's closet. He had been gagged and maimed too, but far worse than his parents. A horrendous smile was cut on his face, his eyes burned away. The murderer was never found. 80 years later, 18-year old Zayn Malik has just moved into the little cottage he bought. It literally is his dream house, in the middle of the countryside, close to the woods. Now he can finally relax on his own, away from his parents and the city... Or so he thought. Not long after he moved to his new house, Zayn starts noticing weird things. He starts seeing unnatural things, nightmares afflict his dreams every night and, what is the tale of the boy, murdered in his very house? Warning: lots of blood. It's boyxboy! Please don't read if you don't like it. This is a work of fiction, so before you send hate, remember 'you can never lie in fiction' Cover made by PartOfMyHeart

Mackenzie Walter was warned. Warned that there was an evil shadow lurking in that house. She warned she wasn't safe. And she knew that it was best to listen to the warnings. But yet... she still felt compelled to stay. To find out what else was in what she would consider her new home. So when the shadow finally exposes itself, why does she feel even more compelled to stay? To protect it?

Once upon a time. In the land of Bradford, Wait- What the fuck am I saying? This isn't a damn fairytale. Okay so, basically, Sapphire Sertori. Hot body. Innocent church girl, well.....maybe not so innocent anymore. Life just goes to show you, even perfection can be a bitch. Then there's Niall. 1/5 of the most popular gang at school. Gets alot of girls. But only wants a certain one. The one that doesn't give a shit what he does.He's a puppy under her control but She only needs the badass........ Harry. Leader of the gang and 100% thee sexiest guy in school, as all of Earth already knows. All the guys want to be him. All the girls want to be with him. Too bad he's only up to one night stands. Does whatever he wants and whoever he wants. His motto- 'Rules? Screw em'. Probably been with every girl in school. All except her. Their lives are practically tangled in knots. Will Sapphire find the right prince to her fairytale? Or will she have to go through a bunch of Happy Mistakes first?Although she may seem perfect, her life is about to get fucked up big time. Never trust a blonde church girl....especially if she says fuck ;) Follow me on twitter= @tweedle24HM Instagram= @kjoseph984 Piccollage= Onetwothreedrizzi yeah!

❝ I write you this last text, give my heart back to me ❞ © All Rights Reserved