"Bad guys can be good too... when they're in bed." #1 in FANFICTION✓ © sujinniie 2018-2019 ✓ © sujinniie revised 2022

This is a story of H28 in 1D fan fiction site. She made a tumblr for this too which the links will be below. I also just want to share it with you because it's amazing. :) Again, THIS IS NOT MY STORY. Vote and comments will be much appreciated. Enjoy! ♥ Visit H28's blog: han-rawr.tumblr.com & dark128.tumblr.com Tweet her: @han_rawrr Note: I uploaded this story here in wattpad for my own use so I can read the story offline as well.

******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.

{{Please take into consideration that this story has been *DISCONTINUED* before proceeding with any critical commentary. It was written over two years ago.}} Ava Cole and Valerie Jones are 16 year old orphans with rough pasts and a passion for dance. All they want to do is dance without being scolded at. When one thing leads to another, Ava and Valerie find themselves at Anne, the mother of Harry Styles, home. What will Harry think when he comes home? Will there be something between Harry and Ava or possibly Valerie and Zayn? But we all know love isn't that easy...especially when you're holding a deep, dark secret.

Charlotte has a serious case of depression, she can't open up to her family and she shuts them out. Her family has given up on her and to try talk to her. Her only friend at school is the Drama teacher and she is bullied by the remainder of the school. She dreams to be a singer, actor or dancer and that's what is keeping her alive.

Fifteen years. The number of normal every-day life. One day. The number of time when my life suddenly took a 180. 8000. The number of miles I was taken away from my home. Two. The number of parents I will never see again, Two weeks. The number of weeks I lived with kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. Three times. The number of times I lost my innocence to three different men. Four months. The number of months I lived a semi-normal but hectic life with practically strangers. Two. The number of children I carried Two. The number of times I was kidnapped. One week. The number of weeks I was held hostage. Thirty. The number of times I probably passed out or fainted. One hundred plus. The number of times I cried and felt sorry for myself. Six months. The number of months I waited until I got to see my children. Thirty seconds. The number of seconds it took before my life fully crumbled before my very eyes. A moment. How long it took for it all to start over again. Save Them, Please? *Sequel to 'Help Me, Please?*