They always tell you how opposites attract. Speaking from experience Clara and her best friend Melana can tell you that rule fits humans as well as science. You see these two girls never planned this. Falling in love with the bad boys. They knew what that would get them. Trouble. It doesn't take them but a glance at these boys to know there will be no getting them out of their lives.

The way my mind works is inconsiderable. It's piqued in a way where I do feel so much irritation and agitation towards the way it makes me love. Love... What a funny word. Such a word can change so quickly, the boy with blue eyes never to be known. He made me LOVE. He made my feelings shift so much, I think I have gears. I shouldn't be relating myself to a car, because a car would have had a far better journey then I've had. But me and a car do have incompatible relations, like a journey spent, I've had harsh pit stops, had some surprises and the view was new and amazing but soon that journey had to end. Like all good things, they must come to an end. In which these good things have taught me important lessons, but questioned my reality. Is it possible for the boy with blue eyes to be real... For an imaginative love consuming heart throb such as Niall horan to be real, and change the perceptions of life.

Warning: highly cliché and cheesy. Somehow once got to #1 in fanfiction

******READ A BIT OF MY LATEST CHAPTER TO SEE HOW MUCH MY WRITING HAS IMPROVED LIKE HONEST ITS SO CRINGEY I CANT****** Falling in love with your best friend seemed too cliche for my liking, so me and my best friend always knew we weren't going to do just that. However, life is so unexpected and before I knew it, I had a brain tumor, was stripped of my old life and given a new one. A life without my best friend, Niall Horan. I left the X Factor, where I had made it up to bootcamp, but it didn't matter. My dreams were crushed, there was no hope. I never did tell Niall, about my brain tumor and just cut contact with him. He didn't need to worry about me. What I didn't realize is that Faith also comes into play and well Faith does whatever the hell it wants. So next thing I know, here I am, reunited with my best friend. My brain tumor is gone, and I have my best friend back. It's times like these where I realize it's just a little too good to be true. And it is. Slowly, without even meaning to, I start falling for the boy who was none other then my best friend. Everyone knows falling in love with someone you simply cannot have is a nightmare, and I feel as though this nightmare will just never end.