(Front cover by Sarah_Malik) 'I called you all down here for a reason and a very important reason, so do you swear that what ever happens in this room STAYS in this room' They all nodded. 'While I was walking home this afternoon I found a mobile phone on the side of the road and like a good person I picked it up and decided to dial one of the numbers to find out who it belongs to so I could give it back. So I rang one of the contacts and found out that I have LOUIS TOMLINSON'S FLACKING PHONE!!!!' -Claire Grey is just a normal 15, about to turn 16 year old girl from Melbourne, Australia who is obsessed with One Direction. She knows that she may never ever get to see them live becasue God and her parents hate her but that all changes when she discovers Louis Tomlinson's phone sitting on the side of the road. Claire's 1D adventure is only just beginning!!!

When Jillian and her best friend Sydney send in a fan letter to biggest British/Irish boy band, One Direction and gets a response, the boys decide to suprise Jillian and Sydney by coming and visiting them, but what happens when Harry and Niall fall for the two? { MAJOR EDITING AND CONTINUING!!! }

"It's been seven years, Niall. I thought...you'd forget about me." When Allie Hunter's mother died of cancer, her life was torn apart as her formerly close-knit family was uprooted from their homestead in Mullingar, Ireland and replanted in Venice Beach, California. Allie was terrified of leaving behind her home, the family she used to know, the house that connected her to her deceased mother, and her best friend; a small, brown-haired boy named Niall Horan who lived across the street. Seven years later, Allie's move has changed her life, and it's changed Niall's, too: he's a household name now, thanks to his world-famous boyband, and his hair is blonde, but his eyes are still the same icy blue that reminds Allie of home. Meeting Niall again by chance wasn't something had Allie accounted for, but after traveling across Europe with a group of wild British boys, re-visiting her past & finding the mother she never had, Allie realizes that it was something that she wouldn't trade for anything. After all, he's the one who found her.

I don't like One Direction. So can someone please tell me why I'm stuck on a game show with the five boys who have stolen millions of girls' hearts?

[THE SEQUEL IS UP NOW, IT'S CALLED BIRDS] Maddie was just an ordinary girl. She worked in a music shop, and she sang at a pub to save some money. And then she met him. Let's say he wasn't as ordinary, because you can't say that singing in big stadiums and attending awards ceremonies is ordinary at all. I guess that's why she couldn't stand him. She thought he was just the typical arrogant kind of boy who thought he got it all. But there was some other reason why she didn't want him to get any closer to her, something he didn't know. However, if there's something I'm certain of, is that they weren't as different as they thought. They both loved music with passion, they both had strong personalities. And the most important thing of all, they both needed someone to keep them warm.

"I love you!" "Don't speak like that, don't say goodbye. Not now! Please don't say goodbye!" She was turning hysterical. "You are beautiful Paige Summers!" I said weakly, my blood was staining her hands. I had lost so much blood. Slowly my eyes started to fade... "Louis, Louis wake up! NOOO HELP ME PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP!" Paige was a normal stylist who had one rule in her life: never mix work with personal life! She kept this rule easily...until she met One Direction. Slowly they become best friends and Louis falls in love with her, but he's not the only one! And when tradgedy strikes willl they get there in time or will the only direction they're going be down..

I sat in the cafe and took a sip of the coffee. It burned on it's way down, but at least it got ride of the metal and wax taste that was building up in the back of my throat. I closed my eyes and clutched the cup, nearly cracking it in the process. London. Why London? Why couldn't they have send me somewhere closer to home, closer to where he lay? Somewhere where all the memories were, somewhere where his ghost and soul and spirit still lived? I never used to beileven all that crap, you know. Souls and ghosts and shit. But once he died, once I killed him, I couldn't not, because I think that those first few weeks afterwards it was the only thing that kept me sane. If you could even call me that. I shook in my seat and felt a few people turning to look at me. Mind your own buisness, will you? I closed my eyes tighter until the point where it almost hurt and tried to stop the flashbacks. Open your eyes, Karly. Open your eyes. They flew, light invading them and focused just in time to see a boy walking up to my table, a buzz cut and warm brown clear eyes, and a half-smirk kissing his lips. "Can I buy you a coffee?" Check out the trailer over there>>>>

Life was going great for Harry Styles. Having just completed the band's first big tour and the anticipation of their new album coming out, his career was definitely skyrocketing. He has so much to look forward to upon returning to Holmeschapel, spending time with family, hanging out with friends, getting down time before starting the 2013 tour and... raising a child? The last thing Harry ever expected to come home to was a toddler, his toddler, and the new reality of fatherhood facing him. Read this dramatic, funny, and definitely heart warming gan fiction as Harry Styles tries to balance being a member of One Direction and a father at the same time.

Since an early age, Niall has been living under a rare heart condition constraining the majority of his life. To help soften the blow of what the future holds, he makes a single promise to his first love, swearing to be together until the end. However nothing can change the effects of the heart disease constantly weakening the strong façade he has always tried to keep up. Niall's time limit on love eventually grows thinner and thinner, leading him to the possible end of a story of fame, young romance, and hurt. Could anything save the lad from near death? Or will he be forced to leave the life shared with his first love?

My flat's balcony was 10 stories high, and above the highway. I ran over to the ledge and climbed over he rail. My hands holding on the the rail, and my heels holding onto the ledge. "Whoa! Love!? What are you doing!?" One of the boys shouted in an accent I hadn't really heard around this part of England. "Babe!? What ever you're about to do, stop!" A British accent shot. "Are you drunk?!" One asked. "You don't know anything!" I shouted back, not looking at them. The flat's ledges weren't far from each other, just about 2 feet (in America). The blonde boy had jumped over his flat's ledge onto mine. "Go away!" I shouted. I didn't want their help, or their pity charity. "Love, why are you being so cross?" He asked me. "You don't know anything!" I shouted again. "Babe, you're going to get hurt. Come down off the ledge." He said quietly. I was breathing heavy, and was staring down at the never ending traffic below me. Jump. Do it. You have no one. No one loves you. Your life has not meaning, Grace. Do it. Jump. NOW! I took one last, small breath before letting go of the railing. I was falling, falling so fast. The adreniline was incredible. I was flying. Then, everything went black. READ THE SEQUEL: A DAY IN THE LIFE OF ADELINE HORAN