When I moved to London with my best friend to follow my dreams I would never have imagined my life would going to experiment a 360º turn. Do you want to know what happened next? Have a look! I posted this fanfic on my tumblr and people were asking me to post in on Wattpad, so here I go! Hope you like it and I'm sorry if sometimes it's a bit weird because I just copied and pasted it here! Enjoy it! x

Niall Horan of One Direction is going to die. He's been diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer. This is a rollercoaster-of-emotions story about how he and the boys deal with it and go through it. Be sure to bring tissues when reading! Also, please note that it is in fact, a fanfic. No 1D Member has been harmed through the making of this story! (:

A story about fashion major student and a worldwide known member of a boyband, whose feelings go way overboard than expected. Was titled as Instantly Falling For You WARNING : THIS IS MADE IN 2011 or 2012 IDK SO IT'S IN THE CARROT PHASE DON'T JUDGE

[COMPLETED] It's that oh-so-typical way of a teacher to want to get in touch with her best friend... who lives all the way in Ireland. So what makes this so unique? Well she decided that we (my whole class) would do a pen pal with her class as well seeing it as a way to catch up with each other. Our mission is to become really close with whoever we are talking to and although mostly everyone in the class complains about it I am quite intrigued with my 'pal.' He's really funny and loves this place called Nandos. He keeps me guessing his name and quite frankly it bothers me to no extent! Who is this guy? And why am I falling for him...

My flat's balcony was 10 stories high, and above the highway. I ran over to the ledge and climbed over he rail. My hands holding on the the rail, and my heels holding onto the ledge. "Whoa! Love!? What are you doing!?" One of the boys shouted in an accent I hadn't really heard around this part of England. "Babe!? What ever you're about to do, stop!" A British accent shot. "Are you drunk?!" One asked. "You don't know anything!" I shouted back, not looking at them. The flat's ledges weren't far from each other, just about 2 feet (in America). The blonde boy had jumped over his flat's ledge onto mine. "Go away!" I shouted. I didn't want their help, or their pity charity. "Love, why are you being so cross?" He asked me. "You don't know anything!" I shouted again. "Babe, you're going to get hurt. Come down off the ledge." He said quietly. I was breathing heavy, and was staring down at the never ending traffic below me. Jump. Do it. You have no one. No one loves you. Your life has not meaning, Grace. Do it. Jump. NOW! I took one last, small breath before letting go of the railing. I was falling, falling so fast. The adreniline was incredible. I was flying. Then, everything went black. READ THE SEQUEL: A DAY IN THE LIFE OF ADELINE HORAN

What would you do if you were poor - like, nearly-living-on-the-streets kind of poor,- and you somehow end up stuck at the London shopping center with none other than a famous boyband during one of England's biggest recorded snow storms? Problem is, you've never heard of these boys before, ever, and you don't really want anything to do with them. Having enough to deal with back at home with only a alcoholic mother and two three-year old siblings is enough. But when one bandmember falls for you and offers you the unexpectable, how can you refuse? -hey follow me on twitter @miniturdx- new account as of august 2015! i'll be more active on twitter than this account :)