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.

Renee Delilah Parker has never been too popular at school. She gets average grades, has two best friends and all she wants to do is get through her last year of high school alive. That isn't an easy task when she's got a perfect brother, two judgmental parents and a slutty cousin who moved in after her parents passed away. And just when she thought things couldn't get worse, Niall Horan, the school's bad boy got held back a year for failing English and is now in her class. All she has to do is stay away from trouble; however that proves to be rather difficult when all the boy does is cause trouble. Her last school year will be much harder than she thought; especially since she seems to have a thing for boys who aren't good for her. But you know what they say: "Every girl wants a bad boy who will be good just for her, and every boy wants a good girl who will be bad just for him." --- "You should probably stay away from me." He said, staring at me through the thick smoke that came out of his mouth as he spoke. "And what if I don't want to?" "Trust me, you do." "Why is that?" "Because I'm the guy your parents warned you about when you were little." ---- !!! THIRD CHAPTER IS ON PRIVATE YOU HAVE TO FOLLOW ME IF YOU WANT TO READ IT !!! WARNINGS: Graphic Sexual Content, Language, Drug Use, Self Harm, Eating Disorder, Death *thank you to @LiamsPrincessx3 for the cover*

He broke the promise that would've kept our friendship together. No calls, texts, facetimes, or any signs of communication while he was off at X Factor. So what happens when Niall comes back and expects to be treated the same? Well, what happens is the exact opposite of what he was thinking. I simply ignored his sorry ass- I mean butt. But me being the considerate person I am, gave Niall one more chance at being my friend. Prank War. The prize for the winner is simple, but can change everything in a heartbeat. If I win, I choose where our friendship stands. If Niall wins, he chooses where our friendship stands. So I have one last thing to say to you Niall, before the war begins. Game On, Horan.

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

Connor Ball, part of mega boy band the vamps, life has changed forever when he runs into Maria on her first day in town but has he blown his chances with her without even saying a word? How will he get her without even knowing her name? With his best friend, James, also after her is he prepared to fight the girl of his dreams even after finding out about Marias abusive past? Because he what he doesn't know about her could cause a lot of damage.

"I....I could always show you.." He told me Huh? "I could always teach you how." He repeated. "What?" I asked astonished he would even say that. "I could teach you how. I could show you how to be touched, how to touch others, even how to touch yourself" He said with seriousness in his voice. He's got to be joking. This has to be a prank. "But...I..." I was literally lost for words. "Think about it, I'm not just going to teach you how to have sex, I'm going to teach you how to be confident and comfortable with your body. Your sexy as hell but your always so unsure of yourself and you act like a shy little girl. Don't you want to be confidence and stand up for yourself? Don't you want to show everyone that inner goddess dying to come out?" "Yes" I mumbled. I was tired of being made fun of. I was tired of being a coward. "So you'll do it?" He asked with a smirk playing on his lips. Should I even do this? Isn't this wrong? Without even thinking I spoke. "Yes I'll let you teach me your ways" I admitted. "Call it, Private Sex Lessons" He smiled. What the actual fuck did I get myself into?