Ashton Irwin is a master of thievery. He steals from general stores, food markets, jewelry shops, museums, and people's homes. Never once did he get caught nor did anyone find out his identity. He loves being a thief. Stealing is his addiction, and he has no intention on curing it. However, there is one place and one place alone that he does not steal from, and that's the 7-Eleven at the corner street. He goes in late at night to buy things for himself and to see a boy who works during that time named Luke Hemmings. WARNING: Smut Cover: ohsehoony Dom!Luke © 2014 iCheeseYou

"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

Why did I have to fall for Louis? He's a total nightmare to begin with, we drive each other completely insane. I hate how my entire life now revolves around him, and the fact that he's my next door neighbour probably doesn't help anything.

"He probably knows it, but how I wish I could tell him. Tell him how happy he makes me, just with a small smile." Or, the one where a shy, introverted deaf boy living in a boy's hostel falls in love with the new heart-throb art teacher slash volunteer and his smile; who is fascinated by the blue eyed boy but sadly the small boy doesn't believe it. (Deaf&Mute!Niall) Graphics: @stylesobbing [2nd place in the Bromance awards 2014- Ziall category] © Copyright: All rights reserved. || zarrycupcake

Niall hates his neighbor, Zayn Malik. He's covered in tattoos, smokes more than anyone Niall knows, and spends all of his time at the local tattoo parlor called Urban Ink. They spend most of their time yelling at each other, until Niall gets dragged into Urban Ink through an unfortunate series of events that may change Niall's heart forever. Or, the one where Niall slowly falls for Zayn and Zayn has secretly loved Niall since the beginning, but it's not easy or smooth sailing at all.

I won't stop until that boy is mine ©All Rights reserved. Danny Knight

I HATE MY FREAKING LIFE. No, seriously, I hate my life. Why, you may ask, do you hate your life? (Or maybe you don't give a damn, but I don't really care, I'm going to tell you anyway). Daniel is a wallflower. He doesn't talk too much. Not because he is that shy or retarded. He just feels like nothing he thinks is worth saying and he likes to be left alone most of the time. So when he gets paired up for their school trip to Paris with Josh, who seems to think it's his duty to make Daniel incredibly uncomfortable, he isn't too happy. But slowly he grows fond of the irritating, slightly strange boy . A bit too fond even. After all they don't call it the city of love and lights for nothing...

A mysterious tunnel stands in Carter's town. Ever since a little girl, she was told to always stay away from the tunnel. Danger lurks inside of it, and that scared Carter. No one was ever able to see the very end of the tunnel; even daylight couldn't shine through it. Now, 19 years old with such curiosity, Carters friends drag her back to her childhood memory, pushing her into peer pressure and forcing her to see what's really in that tunnel. But, little did Carter know, in the tunnel, there lies a deranged and messed up boy waiting for the next one. » Many fictional and creepy sounding creatures. Do not read in the dark and or if you do not favor horror. * REWRITTEN VERSION UPLOADED NOW *

harry was just like any other boy his age. Sure he didn't have many friends but at least he had one. One friend was good enough for him. He was happy with this friend but the other kids treated him as a freak. harry didn't understand why. A part of him thought that it was because he was so different from others but it didn't matter. As long as he was with his friend, he knew everything was going to be alright. At least harry thought everything was going to be alright. He remembered being out on the yard playing with his friend. He remembered a black car driving up to his house. He remembered his parents both crying in each others arms. He remembered being taken to the hospital. harry wasn't sick. He didn't have to be in hospital. There was absolutely nothing wrong with him. He went to school just like every other kid, he did his work just like everyone else, he even did his chores with minimal complain. But there was one problem. That friend wasn't real.

The wind is something that has always fascinated Zayn Malik. No one knows why he's always outside, smiling when the wind caresses his skin and hair. Never has he said a word. People think he's mute, but he just doesn't want to speak. He keeps his thoughts to himself and the guys in his school don't appreciate that. They think it's funny to bully him. His parents start to become worried about their son. Why won't he talk? Why is he so obsessed with the wind? Does he see something they don't? And maybe that's exactly the reason why...