𝗘𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗲 (𝘷.) 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐝 hates a lot of things. Water, pistachio ice cream, power outages, and even the 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳. Oh, and not to mention 𝐍𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧- the loud boisterous boy down the street who used to be her friend. (Key phrasing: in the past). When Summer and Niall's friends go down to an old (familiar) cabin to spend their summer before they all go off to college on the beach and with each other, as one last friend-group hurrah- tensions rise and simmer, and both Summer and Niall are forced to face things in their past-and present-about themselves and each other.

𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 (𝐚𝐝𝐣.) ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 ──── ୨୧ ──── ⠀ ⠀ Now, sitting here beside Niall, I realize he doesn't know that. He doesn't know that I carry that song like a bruise. He doesn't know why I felt the need to change the subject so bad on Friday night when he played that song by the fire. He just knows me as the girl who laughs when he tickles her and spins on gym mats. ⠀ ⠀ And maybe that's... okay. I'm much more okay with him seeing me as that kind of person, because to him I'm not broken or bruised. I'm just normal. I've never been normal before. ⠀ ⠀ Because for the first time in a long time, the memory of Micah doesn't hurt as much. It's still there - it always will be - but it feels softer around the edges. ⠀ ⠀ Niall shifts beside me, his voice breaking through the haze. "You ever get that feeling like... you're right where you're supposed to be?" ⠀ ⠀ I look over at him, his face flushed, eyes tired but bright. ⠀⠀ "Sometimes," I whisper. ⠀ ⠀ He smiles faintly. "Yeah. Me too." ⠀ ⠀ We lie there a little longer, not saying much. The lights flicker slightly overhead. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I believe, that everything happens for a reason. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I am meant to be here. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ For some reason.

Cover by me and colouring by @28grimes !! 🏅 - #1 in niallhoran 🏅 - #1 in duplicity ^ iconic moments for me "We were liars" 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 (𝐚𝐝𝐣.) ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘀𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆ 󠀠󠀠󠀠️⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I never even said goodbye to him. When I ran, I left a note. A single, cowardly note for Louis and Liam. It just was a goodbye. I didn't say where. I didn't say anything about Daytona. I just... vanished.️ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀But he found me. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀He must have. He must have torn the world apart looking for me. Or paid someone who could. He found my name maybe, I put it on the lease of the penthouse. And he's been... what? Protecting me? Supporting me? From afar? ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I stand in the middle of his silent, sun-drenched room, and the world has tilted off its axis. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I thought I was running from a monster. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I had no idea I was being saved by a saint. ᴀ ᴅᴜᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛʏ ɴɪᴀʟʟ sᴛᴏʀʏ ʙʏ ɴɪᴀʟʟᴡʜᴏʀᴀɴsʟᴇꜰᴛsʜᴏᴇ (ᴀᴠᴇɴ)

"Mr. Horan. Our relationship is, and always will be strictly professional." "We'll see about that, sunshine." -- A story in which an arrogant, charming, slightly self-centered football player is determined to get his new, young accountant to sleep with him. But they both soon realise being involved with each other leads to more than either of them bargained for. |Mature Content, 18+| |Completed|

When Niall attends the FIFA Women's Final, his attention gets captured by one of the players. Patience has never been easy for Niall, but when he's put to the test will he finally learn or will he end up with his heart broken?

"Are you sure this isn't going to affect your Uber rating?" Haley asks, though one hand sits quite high on his lap and the other grips his half-unbuttoned shirt. "Fuck my rating," he says breathlessly, his fingers toying with the hem of her shirt. "If I had it my way, you'd already be on my lap." A "just for tonight" three part spinoff in which Haley still has a broken heart and Niall tries to fix it. (Note: This is a stand alone story)

There's nothing Beatrix Madison finds as silly as Romeo and Juliet, but Niall Horan's a sucker for a love story-even though his own has gone off the rails. When he finds a letter from Bea's grandmother dated half a century ago in the wall below Juliet's balcony, he has to write back. He doesn't expect anything to come of it, and he certainly doesn't expect to find himself going head to head with Bea.

Every Friday for the last five months, 7 Red Roses has appeared in Carolin's changing-room. As a stripper (and a good one) she is used to having admirers, but when the roses are accompanied by dead animals and pictures of her in bed, Carolin knows that some shit from the past is getting dragged up in the light. And into all this comes Niall, sweet, hot and very, very famous.🔥🔥🥀🌹🌹 1D as them selves, mainly Niall Horan. Mature🔞 Contains swearing, a small bit violence and a not so small bit of smut. #1 in niallhoranfanfic ( aug/sep 2021) Longlister in the Romance Fiction Awards 2021 #3 in the Luna Awards Fanfiction genre sept 2021

Since childhood you've been told to hate a particular family but as you move away for a while and grow up, you forget all those stories they whispered to your ear. Years pass and your eyes are caught on a particular girl. But you can't be with her. Because you're a toxic person. That's why every girl has left you behind. But you want her so bad. What if you marry her? Then she can't leave you behind. There's one thing you don't know about her though.. Her Last Name Everything mentioned even the laws are all made up and fiction. ⚠️Be Aware⚠️ The story contains 1: Strong language 2: Violence 3: Sexual Scenes 4: Sensitive Topics Highest rank 1st in nialljameshoran

"That's the funny thing about trying to escape the past, you never really can. No matter how far or fast you run, the past always catches up to you. You may be able to escape temporarily but, you have to face the darkness of your past to reach the light in your future."