Basically, Niall is the light of Zayn's world. The seventeen yer old Irishman is the love of his life, his rock, his reason to be, He's everything the twenty year old college student has ever wanted, and more. Niall loves Zayn with ever beat of his heart, and can't let go a day without being able to hold him in his arms. Niall's the innocent, goofy, kindhearted kid whose got a laugh loud enough to cause a commotion, while Zayn is the mysterious, brooding, model like adult whose only source of happiness is apparently, said boy. Nobody really understands their relationship, not when they're so different, yet get on so well. It's just natural, like they were meant for each other, With every kiss, it gets a little stronger. So no one really questions it anymore. [Underage]

❝Children Of The Night, come out to play; for it is night time.❞ They stand dark and tall, with their cigarettes hanging from their lips, their eyes cold, their body wooden. Usually, their back faced you, and if you were lucky enough to see their face, they kept a cold front, steely eyes and thin, harsh lips. Their tough exterior was impossible to crack, and legend had it that they never smiled. It was predicted that they were the most beautiful of people, yet the strangest and most peculiar, too. But no, they're not vampires, nor warlocks - not even werewolves. They are the Children Of The Night, and they are your worst and best nightmare, all at once.

"He's the star and all I am is the water boy." [#1 Fan Fiction. **First Place (Popular Narry) / 2nd Most Voted Story in the 2014 1DBromance Awards (Olympic 2014)] [Going through a 2nd Edit] Cover by: NarryBuddy

❝the way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.❞ He has been mute since birth and he wants nothing more but to end his life in the quickest way possible. Broken, depressed and in need of help, his mother puts him in an institute for mute, blind and deaf people, hoping that he will be put back on path with his life. Louis is scared, Louis is lonely and when a mop of curly hair comes along, the feelings begin to fade away and maybe, just maybe there is a glimmer of hope left and maybe, Louis can learn to trust and feel. *TRIGGER WARNING* - LARRY STYLINSON.