Liam Payne never did anything to deserve this. That’s what he tells himself every night, anyway. He doesn’t understand why his hours of rest are now suddenly plagued by graphic visions of horror. Gone are his peaceful dreams, and in their place are terrible, vivid nightmares, gleaming with grotesque images and showcasing all of his fears. He also doesn’t understand why all of these nightmares seem to be starring the same hauntingly beautiful girl named Kayla, or why the hell she keeps talking about The Sandman. Sleeping has never been such a restless experience. © 2014 BY FIONA (Iondon). ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

(re·vi·tal·ize) ▪ to give new life or vigor to ❝ we're just a piece in a life that was destined for us. ❞ ❝ but that's not how it should be. ❞ → cover by: @OurHideOut ← ♚ co-thinker: @harrytheheartstealer ♚

❝I'm nothing special, just a nineteen year old with a bad drinking problem.❞ © 2014 All Rights Reserved - wonderrland

❝I heard you're a player, Harry. It's nice to meet you. I'm the coach.❞ 2013 (c) xTumbleADream *cover by IsaSecret*

New York City. Portrayed as the busiest city in the world. But behind it's luxurious attributes is your average New Yorker; Amanda Miller. She has been longing for something for as long as she can remember, and that being an adventure. Who knew that when sharing some of her small talent in Times Square, she would encounter five boys pleading for her help. Their favor opened a gateway of experience for this longing individual. But when you start to feel like nothing... when someone pushes you away, you don't know what to do. Copyright © 2012 - contaminate Humor #449 Teen Fiction #865 Cover by: Nargles

❝ SOMETIMES, LOVE HURTS. ❞ She pours tea for him. This doesn't seem like anything great but it's deeper than just pouring tea. It's the way she pours tea for him; the way she does it as gently as possible; the way never fails to let her arm brush against his for a moment or more, if she can manage it; it's the way she bends down and blows air above the tea three times to cool it down because she knows he will forget to do so and burn his lips. It's the way this happens every Sunday, Harry's day left for Lily, and the way they both cherish it. ┍╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌┑ ╎ copyright © believeinmeee ╎ ┖╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌┙ ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ “pour is pourfect.” - hanstir [@gaygaybans] who is better than everyone on the face of this earth for creating a pun of such a high caliber.

ＣＯＭＩＮＧ ＳＯＯＮ A song written for someone closer to his heart than anyone. A song kept dearly between a small town boy and girl. A song about two young teens, briefly in love during an Irish summer. Near that summer's end, he's given the opportunity to pursue his singing dreams. They both know it'll end their relationship, however, she won't allow him to waste his talent just to stay with her. Two years later, and that boy has become world famous, a heart throb so to say, and the girl he owes it all to is moving from Ireland to the big city of London, hoping to start her life right. Rory Mulligan – the kind of girl that likes to walk barefoot because she says it keeps her grounded, smiles brighter and warmer than the morning sun, and genuinely encourages everyone with sweet words. She's far from figuring herself out, but the last thing she expects is to come across Niall Horan, or hear their very song over the radio while trying to. Rory may think she can pass by without so much as disrupting his extravagant life, but of course nothing can be that simple. He sang that he always would remember – and he meant it. "Cause you were mine for the summer, now we know its nearly over. Feels like snow in September, but I always will remember. You were my summer love. You always will be my summer love." All Rights Reserved 2013 ©: Alexandra [@AlexandraJoy] & Eleanor [@wonderrwall]

he was quiet, she was loud he was normal, she was crazy he was lost, and so was she and that's truly how the craziness all began © 2013 divurge all rights reserved ps, excuse the horribleness of this book i hate it v v v much but i won't delete it so (:

Vanille loves to make food for others, but she won’t eat anything herself. After she bakes cookies for One Direction and gives the sweets to them at a signing, she finds herself caught in some sort of relationship with Niall Horan, the Irish boy with an endless appetite that’s determined to feed her. What do you do when you’re hungry, but you don’t want to eat? What do you do when you’re in love, but you’re afraid to get close to anyone? Well, you end up doing it anyway. {Aʟʟ Rıɢʜᴛs Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ ’13 © LıᴛᴛʟᴇUʀᴄʜıɴ}