Even if the sun is out to me it's never truly shinning..

Depending on Molly is getting a face lift!! I am currently working on new chapters and content for the story. Once updated I will let you all know so you can reread the fan fic in a new light :)

Renee Delilah Parker has always been an average girl. She had average grades, she was funny and a basic tomboy. Her mother sends her to spend the Summer in Mullingar, with her paranoid grandmother, her grumpy grandfather and her slutty cousin. She doesn't want to do anything but stay inside all day on Tumblr. It all changes for her when she meets Niall Horan, the bad boy. Niall's tattoos, his attitude and his flirty ways annoy her, but she can't help the attraction he feels towards him. They're complete opposites: he's the punk bad boy, while she's the goody two-shoes. Soon, he shows her what his life is all about: skating, smoking, drinking, partying, drugs and sex. The normal life of a teenage dirtbag. Without either of them noticing, the start to fall in love. But what will happen when she'll have to leave Mullingar, to go back to London? Is it just a fling for them, just a normal summer love? Find out in Teenage Dirtbag. A punk Niall Horan fan fiction.

[CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION // ALMOST COMPLETE, SHOULD BE DONE BY 2019. // RECOMMEND READING ONCE EDITING IS FINISHED.] ___________________________________________ ... he grabbed my upper arm pulling me back to him, his lips found mine -and his kiss was soft. Softer than I expected. He didn't try to grab anywhere on my body, he didn't try to force me to kiss him back or put his tongue down my throat - he just kissed me. It was a short lingering kiss that lasted only a minute, but it still left me almost breathless and bewildered to say the least. When he pulled away, I slowly opened my eyes to look at him, his eyes were hard and his lips pressed in a firm line. His hand found the collar of my jacket moving it away once more, enough for anyone to see the mark he left earlier. "You're mine now, and don't you forget it." he stated sternly, looking deep into my eyes his hard blue ones washing over my green iris's like a tsunami. I gulped tightly at how serious he was. He said that in such a way where it actually had me terrified, he looked frustrated, determined, even down right possessive. It made me never want to touch a guy again, touch Grant again, and maybe that's why he looked at me like that. He wanted to scare me so that I would never defy his words, so that he could have me to himself, but I barely knew him, never the less, he barely knew me - or my name. ___________________________________________

I guess you could say having your father be the head sheriff of the Los Angeles Police Department is one thing, but falling for one of his late-night pickups sitting in the back of his car, is the total opposite. © tomlinvibes 2014

There are two kinds of people in this world: those with frozen hearts, and those with the power to thaw them.

"Who's that?" I asked, my eyes glued to the blonde boy currently letting his eyes roam over the sweaty bodies of the girls out on the dance floor, the corners of his lips curling as his tongue darted out to run over them before sliding his shades over his eyes. "Who? Him?" She moved her chin into his direction and I nodded. "That's Niall Horan. The biggest heartbreaker on Campus...." She continued to talk but I zoned out. The light settings had switched to strobe, and his eyes were able to be seen with each burst of white even with the black lenses of his glasses. My mind filled with thoughts about him. The Heartbreaker...This party was probably just a setup so he could pick his next victim. The poor innocent girl he'd seduce and fool. Even if his attempts failed, she wouldn't be able to leave this house until she gave in to him. And if she did, that itself would be disastrous for her. Either way, the girl he'd choose would be fucked. No pun intended. "Chloe!" Candace hissed into my ear, gripping my arm. "Didn't you hear me?!" The alarm in her whispering was thick. "Chloe, you need to get out of here. He's staring at you. He's choosing you!" My eyes widened in alarm as they darted over to Niall, their attention on his right hand which was swaying dangerously close to his side before it made another movement. He lifted it slightly and it came down softly on his thigh. One pat.. Then again. Two pats. Oh, God. Three and its over for me. His hand slowly lifted once more-. Rated M for mature content and language. COPYRIGHT 2013- @FindingOswald

(Kind of Niall/ Luke book, but only a little lol) Good grades, full scholarship, rich lifestyle, what more could you ask for? Sex, alcohol, frat parties, and violence, that's all I live for. Forget all that sappy shit. Save yourself from the set up of all disatsters. Heart of gold, happy, purity, such innocence. Heartless, stone, gives a shit less. Secrets, lies, hatred, lust, love. What happens when the two complete opposites test themselves and put their trust into something that is incapable of keeping safe? When promises are broke? When something cuts so deep that it is unable to be mended? Find out in Frozen. WARNING: There will be violence, alcohol and drug references, sexual content, and swearing. Highest rank in ff #5 3rd place in the 1D Awards for best Niall Horan Fanfiction - Copyright 2014. All rights reserved. Anything from Frozen (Frat Boy Niall Horan) can not be reproduced, redistributed, modified, or displayed without consent of the author. All writings and ideas belong to the writer. For permission contact @niallsbabe_xx on Wattpad.com

Bridgette is a new girl at college and soon gets involved with none other than Niall Horan, but he's not into serious, and Bridgette doesn't want to be another notch on the bedpost. Will he change his ways for her or stay the same?