Niall and Harry Text eachother More than Ever... They are just playing around acting like a couple... Then why does Niall gets jealous every time other band member gets close to harry. Sorry, I suck at descriptions. hope you enjoy My Book ☺ I wrote this book long time ago so please ignore my grammer mistakes hahah Cover by Me ☺ Also Translated in French And Persian

I, Harry Styles, am in love with Niall Horan. Of know that might sound weird seeing as I've never met the guy but that's okay, I don't need anyone else to tell me what I already know. Niall and I are soul mates. How else would I've won tickets to his concert after they'd already sold out? When they went on sale originally my stupid computer wouldn't load the page and I missed my thirty second opportunity to find true love. Then one day I called in to a radio show and what do you know, I won three front row tickets to One Direction's concert in Cherchire. I have a small problem though, my parents won't let me go. It's on a school night the week before exams and of course that means I have to go to bed early. Fortunately for me, I have friends in high places.

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

"@ NiallOfficial: 11:11 I want someone to love me" ~~~~~~~~ All he wished for was someone to love him. And that's what Harry Styles did. ~~~~~~~~~~ "@ Harry_Styles: @ NiallOfficial: I'll love you...." °•° (IN A TEXT/TWEET FORMAT) All Rights Reserved ©historystylan

It's eight months later and Niall and Harry are still together. Follow them in their adventures and problems as they search for the perfect balance between love and happiness.

** Currently editing (May 2020) ** "Who doesn't dream about it? Meeting your favourite band? Well, I do! But, there's a slight problem. I am socially anxious, so... When I finally met them, I shut down. I literally didn't say a word. I tried to hide my face. They probably think I'm an idiot." This is the story of Niall Horan. A normal 18 year old. He's obsessed over a band called One Direction. He is gay and he suffers from Social Anxiety Disorder. He finds it extremely difficult to speak with people, even though he has known them for years. This causes a big problem when he finally gets to meet the boys of One Direction. However, they notice that he's struggling and they want to help him. This results in lots of trouble. Do you think you know what's going to happen? I promise you, you don't have a clue.

"Hello." "Uhh hi?" "It's me." "Umm who?" (narry au)

This is a One Direction Fan Fiction - Narry Storan, BoyxBoy. I'm Horrible at Descriptions, so lets just cut to the chase and you get on to the first chappie ;) If you like my previous works, trust me - this one will tickle your fancy as well <3

Niall's in pain. Can Harry fix it?

- Not completed-Do you ever just sit in your room at night and think about everything? Why you were born, what’s the point of living? Are you even needed in this cruel world? Do you ever just think, would anyone even miss me if I’m gone? These thoughts run through my mind pretty much every night. I lie in bed, staring at my ceiling with tears rolling down my cheeks. Normally along with several fresh marks embedded into my stomach and skin. Nobody would ever know though, why would they? It’s not like my family are remotely interested in me or anybody for that manner. Well, I use the term ‘family’ extremely loosely. My ‘family’ basically consists of me living with my uncle who doesn’t even register that I’m living in the same house as him. He basically uses me for the benefits so he can buy more cigarettes and spent more money on prostitutes. I use the term ‘house’ loosely also, I wouldn’t call it a house. I would call it a two bedroomed shack on the rough side of town