One Direction
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Help Me, Please? *One Direction Fanfic* by Jakkii
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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?
Oops? ☯ Zouis Talik by sweetxXxdreams
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To put it simply, Louis Tomlinson ruined Zayn Malik's life. "Did you ever even care? At all?"
Ours (Zianourry Family/Lilo AU) by lingerielarry
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Louis and Liam's life couldn't be more hectic. Between working, and taking care of two children, things can get pretty crazy. As if having a five year old and a one year old isn't enough, the couple is asked to become foster parents for a 16 year old boy. Things will be rocky and secrets will come out but one thing will stay the same. The love that Liam and Louis share for each other and their family is completely, one hundred percent, theirs.
Save Them, Please? *One Direction Fanfic* by Jakkii
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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?*