I was a new me and I didn't care I was getting worse and I knew it I was moving on and fully aware I was broken and I hid it I was wanted and I was rare I was lonely and I lied about it I was fierce, cold to the bone, and bare Most importantly, I was Winter Air.

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.

Game Over: Sequel to Amateur Love Games Five years have past. Alex and Niall split, Zayn is in rehab, Alex's father is out of jail on probation seeking revenge, and Andy is a five year old who's "parents" were murdered in cold blood. What happens when social services locates Andy's biological parents to take over? Alex is an English teacher at the local school in Mullingar and far away from Niall who is stuck in his old ways. Selling drugs, stealing, and street fighting over in London. He's been in and out of jail more times than you can count on one hand. The Amateur Love Games are over but what happens when an untimely incident brings everyone together? Can Alex and Niall get past their differences? And what will happen to Stephanie, Andy's adoptive sister? Copyright © 2016, neonalice on Wattpad. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

"Somehow in this fucked up mess I managed to fall for you."

Sequel to "Parenting" So Niall Horan -the cold hearted sole parent- opened his heart up to me as I did to him. Everybody knew we were together, the entire world in fact. Yet there were still people out there willing to sabotage everything Niall and I had. Why? I don't know; maybe for a diamond ring and the title of Emperor of the world. "Do you trust me?" "With my life" All rights reserved. ©Creative_1D

~ "I'm going to steal your heart, Niall." ~ Niall James Horan is what you would call your not-so-typical multimillionaire. He's lived his whole life striving to build his company, Horan Incorporation, leaving no time for silly games and romance. Matter of fact, no women at all. He's been made a perfect man accompanied by wealth, power, master manipulation, and pristine organization. With a father who has pushed him over the edge, drilling him on the real world, and a mother who lacks the concept of sympathy, Mr. Horan must now learn to face his battles and pick between either his true values in life or his heart. Ellison Louise Mioré is your not-so-typical young girl, with the mouth of a sailor, independence and sassiness of the elderly, manners of a child born in a barn, and heart as big as the Pacific. As a pre-professional athlete, with a surplus of scholarships to one of America's most prestigious performance academies, her dancing has stolen many medals and hearts all across the world, including the famous thick heart of New York's most eligible bachelor. But when struggles get in the way and dreams come to an alarming halt, will the two be able to push through the ring of fire, or will they and everything they've ever known burst into flames and burn to ashes? Find out in BURN. ~ "I am not about to lose you for loving you." ~ Copyright 2016. All rights reserved. Anything from BURN can not be reproduced, redistributed, modified, or displayed without consent of the author. All writings and ideas belong to the writer. For permission contact @niallsbabe_xx on Wattpad.com

[DISCONTINUED] everything starts when i was half naked and got locked out outside of my apartement, i decided to use his fire escape.

One Direction Niall Horan Fan-fiction. •Completed•

I ran as fast as I could, I needed to get away from him. I've ran so many times, but he always catches me. I could hear his heavy footsteps behind mine. I turned down an alley and tried to hide. I heard him getting closer and I tried to stay quiet. My body was shaking, from running and out of fear. The footsteps stopped and I looked up. I was met with his piercing blue eyes, he pulled me up gently and pushed me back. He kissed my jaw and neck, it felt good, but I knew it was wrong. He had me pinned against the brick wall, both of my hands pinned to the wall beside my face. His hot breath was tickling my neck. "You should have learned by now you shouldn't run from me babe," he whispered throatily, his lips brushing against my ear," I love the chase."

→ SEQUEL TO SHE'S MINE BOOK TWO → "Are you aware that you were kidnapped by Jason McCann?" The detective asks. What? Did he confess to everything? I sat their watching him closely. There's no way I'm going to say anything. I'm not giving in to anything this cop is trying to lower me in. I just sat there silently. I don't have to answer any of his questions right? I hope Jason isn't. "Because, Jason has confessed that he kidnapped you. He says you were his victim." He says. Why ask if you already know everything? Why would Jason even tell them that? "Can you tell me what you specifically remember?" His eyes are studying mine closely. The detective has an intimidating look as he watches me. His face softens as he eventually leans closer, placing his crossed hands on the rusted table. "I know you're scared but you don't have to be. He's gone. You're safe. He will never hurt you again. He's going to get what he deserves." He whispers soothingly. Is that supposed to make me feel better? What does he deserve? "The death penalty?" I ask emotionally. "Most likely." He says, confirming my deepest nightmare. This can't be happening. Copyright 2016. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.