When you're hired to be Niall Horan's girlfriend you would think it's simple, throw a few fake hugs here, throw a few fake kisses there and everyone is happy but what happens when Jenny is hired for Niall? Is this sweet, loveable boy the same person when those cameras aren't around? How will he treat this poor, innocent girl who was forced into this by her mother, and what secrets will unravel along the way? Hired PretentiousNiall © 2014-2015 Cover made by @andallthatjaz1d No part of Hired may be reproduced, or redistributed without written permission from the author. All ideas and written content belong to the author. For permission contact Pretentiousniall on Wattpad.com

The story of a road trip where Frances and Harry reconnect after eight months of the flight they shared together. (Sequel of The Flight series) Highest rank: #22 in FanFiction

Sequel to Run

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

She thought the world was against her and being loved just wasn't for her, until she met four boys determined to change that. (the writing in this is certainly not my best, just a heads up) warning: this book deals with triggering topics such as eating disorders, self-harm, and suicide. [highest ranking ~ #1 fanfiction] 2015 by mrcalibu. All rights reserved (I do not own 5 Seconds of Summer, Hi Or Hey Records, Arzaylea, Bryana Holly, or any real-life characters that may be involved in the story. I only own my own characters, such as Daisy. Every character and their actions in this book is strictly fictional.)

"All you needed was for someone to paint you wings; to set you free from the memories that tied you down." ~~~ Emilia Anderson has spent far too many years shielding herself out of fear of being hurt by those she cares deeply for. After losing her parents in an unfortunate accident and becoming traumatized as a result of her manipulative, abusive ex-boyfriend, Jared, she constructed invisible walls around her to keep herself safe. The walls once seemed impenetrable to Emilia, that is, until she stumbles into the charming and tormented Ashton Irwin, who shatters them. Emilia takes a chance and allows Ashton to enter her life, only to discover that Ashton is also protecting himself from memories he can't escape. They're oblivious to their attraction to one another, but once their pasts make an unexpected and unwanted appearance, they can't deny their desires and need each other more than they really know. Together they learn how to detach themselves from their pasts, but it's easier said than done, especially when their pasts are relentless. ~~~ [A Wattpad Featured Story] Warning: This story contains mature themes such as: alcohol, violence, swearing and sexual content. (Ashton Irwin Fanfiction) © 2014 | rdysasi All rights reserved.

What happens when love doesn't connect to you. When your mother dies in a horrible accident. And your abusive father gets arrested. And you. You get taken away....to an orphanage where they tell you everything will be better. But is it...is everything better? [Highest Rank Fan Fiction: #5] [Current Rank Fan Fiction: #34] #1 under adopted #5 under 5sos

Harry Styles fan fiction. When Emma was forced into an arranged marriage by her grandmother all she wanted was to get out of it as soon as possible. But nothings ever as simple as it seems, maybe things happen for a reason?