The one where he gets the girl everyone desires. ✧✧✧ © 2015 foursongs

❝Why won't you tell me your name?❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

There are two kinds of people in this world: those with frozen hearts, and those with the power to thaw them.

(Kind of Niall/ Luke book, but only a little lol) Good grades, full scholarship, rich lifestyle, what more could you ask for? Sex, alcohol, frat parties, and violence, that's all I live for. Forget all that sappy shit. Save yourself from the set up of all disatsters. Heart of gold, happy, purity, such innocence. Heartless, stone, gives a shit less. Secrets, lies, hatred, lust, love. What happens when the two complete opposites test themselves and put their trust into something that is incapable of keeping safe? When promises are broke? When something cuts so deep that it is unable to be mended? Find out in Frozen. WARNING: There will be violence, alcohol and drug references, sexual content, and swearing. Highest rank in ff #5 3rd place in the 1D Awards for best Niall Horan Fanfiction - Copyright 2014. All rights reserved. Anything from Frozen (Frat Boy Niall Horan) can not be reproduced, redistributed, modified, or displayed without consent of the author. All writings and ideas belong to the writer. For permission contact @niallsbabe_xx on Wattpad.com

"no one is dying tonight." copyright 2014 © hahahakris

There was a dark side to everyone. Some showed it without fear, some used it. He hid it. Because it was more like a cruel bacterium he carried in his organs. And when he saw her, it germed. She made the hard shell of this ulcer leak. Its poison coursed into his veins as she infected him with her own darkness. Morgan, fallen from the grace of a god she never believed in, runs into Niall, who fell from a popstar’s heaven of sanctity and now fights demons nobody suspects to live beneath the surface of what once was a life saviour to millions. On their way down to a hell made of addictions, lies, sex and pain, both have to sacrifice something dear to their lost souls: One of them loses their freedom, the other one the last remaining bit of purity they kept in a world that doesn’t give a fuck who you are when the lights go out.

❝ Love still thinks you are beautiful. ❞ lowercase intended. © -nialler

"water was something he loved, something he respected. he understood its beauty and its dangers. he talked about swimming as if it were a way of life." lovely cover by @sweaterlou © reliefs

the burns were to make sure the scars never fade. book 1 suicide series ©-esthetics 2013

Horan, the self-centered, cocky prick who was the attention whore on the field. Walters, a bit of a ball-hog, bitch who seems to get caught up in the game too easily. But, there wasn't enough room for two assholes on the battlefield, let alone two stars. niall horan cover : @louniversity