One Direction Fanfics
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Live While We're Young by annesharmanlolwhut
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These stories revolve around five girls with reasons why they want to become women. Annie, 14 going on 15. A girl who is shy and intelligent. The reason why she wants to become a woman is that she can become successful in life. Skeen, 14 years old. A girl who is bullied by her classmates in school. She wants to become a woman so she can be free from her troubles. Marxy, 14 years old. A rebellious girl. She wants to become a woman so she can be away from the people with concerns about her. Reyn, 16 years old. A girl from the Philippines. She wants to become a woman so she can prove to people that she is capable of living on her own. Last, but not the least, Angelica. 17 years old. A nerdy girl. She has a childish attitude, but she hates it. She wants to become a woman so she can stop her childish attitude and be a mature person. Their lives started to change when each of them bump into a certain boy. And those certain boys teach the girls how to live life while they are still young. Wanna know more? Read the story! But I will give you a few clues: Starbucks, the park, the mall, English Breakfast tea, a masquerade ball, One Direction concert tickets, Meet-and-Greet tickets and backstage passes.
You Again (One Direction//Harry Styles Story) by messedupbun
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She doesn't know who they are, she doesn't know who he is. All she knows is, fate wants them to meet for the second time.
Her Alias [Niall Horan] by TheCrazySide
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Sam Greyland is just the summer working, coffee counter girl at Starbucks, and one hot, summer day, One Direction happens to stumble into her shop for some drinks. She tries to treat them just like any other customer, but she knows exactly who they are, and for an unknown reason, she despises them. When Niall Horan is the only band member to attempt real conversation with the coffee counter girl, he finds himself intrigued and fascinated by her. Wanting to meet again, he makes quite an effort to keep in contact with her, but there's only one problem... Sam gives him a fake name. A fake background. A fake number. Will Niall persist this girl who everyone is convinced wants nothing to do with him, or will he move on and risk losing the girl who could be The One? Copyright © 2012, TheCrazySide on Wattpad. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
All Because of a Snow Storm (Niall Horan Fanfic) by miliee
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What would you do if you were poor - like, nearly-living-on-the-streets kind of poor,- and you somehow end up stuck at the London shopping center with none other than a famous boyband during one of England's biggest recorded snow storms? Problem is, you've never heard of these boys before, ever, and you don't really want anything to do with them. Having enough to deal with back at home with only a alcoholic mother and two three-year old siblings is enough. But when one bandmember falls for you and offers you the unexpectable, how can you refuse? -hey follow me on twitter @miniturdx- new account as of august 2015! i'll be more active on twitter than this account :)
Dandelions (A One Direction FanFic) by RachelDHamilton
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Harry and Elizabeth could make any love-novel attic swoon with admiration. They were only eight years old,but,love has no age limit,right? There was no heart break or drama,just pure,untainted love. It was simple. Sadly,every love story always takes a sharp U turn....for the worse.
Born Brunette - A Niall Horan Fanfic by sammilynne3
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Maybe it was the beat of the music, or the ambiance of the whole place. Maybe it was spending every Friday night with my friends. Maybe it was dancing with no care in the world. Whatever it was, it had me coming back for more and more. The strobe lights and neon beams flashed through the club, setting the mood. People jumping all around in a big mosh, forgetting all the worries they had earlier in the day. Everyone was set free, and it was a good feeling. The club name, 21 <, written all over the place. The drink in my hand occasionally spilling over the edge. The cute guys in every corner, the rockin’ DJ, the comforting smell. All of those things could make me smile; make me happy. At least something could.