How would you feel if your family got in a car crash and died? Where would you go? What would you do? Meet Chloe Davis. She's 17. What she doesn't know, is that her long lost uncle is One Direction's manager. What happens when he's your God father, and you have to live with One Direction? Living with 5 boys is hard, but living with 5 gorgeous, famous, British/Irish guys is harder. 

A Sequel to Dark Niall. // Zayn Malik fanfic. ©Copyright 2020. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact BritishTeaX on Wattpad.com.

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?*

I am only fifteen...how could this happen to me? I am nerdy-straight 4.0 GPA, never smoked, never done drugs, never had a boyfriend, never had sex, never tasted alcohol, so why did he have to kidnap me? And how does One Direction fit into this mess?

he took my hand and tightened his grip " let her go " niall screamed at him " haha and who are you ? " austin yelled " i'm , i'm .... " niall looked at me , and i can see he was confused "i'm HER BOYFRIEND " i was shocked did he really say that , what was he doing , Austin stared at me waiting for me to say something or to react i moaned my head as i a yes " i don't believe you , you're lying no one will ever love you , you are a fat ugly bitch " his words hit me like a drum , a felt a tear streaming streaming down my face but i whipped it off as soon as it came , he was doing it again, and i don't want to play again his dirty game i had enough , but this time i will not stand there and watch , i raised my hand and slapped him right in the face " listen you bastard , i'm not the old melody that u used to know , and i'm not afraid to kick your ass so leave before.. " This is the story of a good girl named Melody Foster , find out how this average teenager will deal with having 5 attractive skater as neighbors , and who will she end up falling for Zayn Malik the charmer or Niall Horan the playboy , who is ready to change his ways to win her sensitive heart , tune in buckle up because it's gonna be a journey full of ups and downs !

"when you said your last goodbye i died a little bit inside i lay in tears in bed all night alone without you by my side but if you loved me why'd you leave me?" chapters in the beginning may be carroty, they were written in 2012. COMPLETED, SEQUEL COMING NOVEMBER/DECEMBER 2014.

{COMPLETED BOOK} *WARNING! THIS BOOK CONTAINS ABUSE, RAPE, SELF HARM AND DEPRESSION! MAY BE TRIGGERING AND I ADVISE YOU NOT TO READ THIS UNLESS YOU ARE ABLE TO HANDLE SUCH THEMES. I, AS THE AUTHOR, AM NOT ENCOURAING ANY OF THESE THINGS BUT SIMPLY USING THEM IN MY STORY! IF YOU CANNOT HANDLE THOSE THEMES PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS AS THE ENDING WILL BE EXTREMELY TRIGGERING* ~~~~~~~ Maria Cliffe. Otherwise known as scum to Harry Styles and his loyal disciples. Things change, people change, situations change. But the past can never be changed.

[I wrote this at the beginning of 2013 and I was just starting to get settled with the techniques in writing. No worries, I've exceedingly improved far after finishing this story.] Niall Horan was a famous boxer. He was only inlove with boxing, nothing else. That is, one night, before his match, Olivia somehow stumbles her way into meeting him. But, not the way she would have wanted to. No one could steal his heart. No one but . . . her.