[ (BK 1) -COMPLETED -BK 3 IN PROGRESS- (CURRENTLY EDITING) ] Ashley Dawson has spent her life living in the shadow of her pop-star sister Ellie Dawson. Life's dull, it's boring and Ashley's beginning to tire of the same old routine. She's bored of always thinking inside the box and keeping up her usual sensible and co-operative demeanour. Finally something seems promising for changing and Ellie gleefully announces she'd like to go in a new 'direction' with her music and resorts to the media task of working with British-Irish Boy Band One Direction on her new album. After things take a turn for the better in their Father's business, their parents take a fluke six month business trip to California leaving their daughters behind their Father is forced to use the connections he has in the Music Industry to the test and soon Ashley finds herself living with One Direction on strict orders from her record-label Dad. Summer's now ruined, right? After being pulled away from her social group and everything she knows in her home and being forced to move to the other side of London and stay with a boy band she barely knows things just seem to get worse. But pretty soon un-expected romance is found with band member Niall Horan, who not only gives her the best summer of her life but shows her the world in a whole different light, but we all know that summer had to end sometime, right? Everything seems to be perfect, but there's only so high you can go before you fall down and hit the ground, and sometimes, even the people you're blood bound to can be willing to help you make the fall and drag you away from the one you love. The perfect relationship turns into being based on failed lies and there's only so long that lies can hold everything together before one person crumbles underneath the pressure. But the question is, how far are they really going to go to let true love bring things back together?

'I rolled off my bed drying the last tears. The ones I swore I'd never let escape my eyes. Not for that. Not for him.' Hannah lives in Mullingar, Ireland. Her life is pretty simple. Nothing much to it, really. Except she has to be cautious whenever she turns on the radio, the TV or when she reads a magazine. Why? Because she doesn't want to see his face. The boy who ruined her. A year passed since she managed to escape him. She's been trying her best to forget everything. Unfortunately for her, his year-old explosive fame doesn't play in her favor. Obviously. Having dated him for 3 years before he became famous, she can easily laugh at the image he and his boyband claim. Respect towards women? Please, she thought. Persuaded that with his new fame he's forgotten about her, which, in her opinion, is better anyways and wished she could say the same about her, she'll quickly be proven wrong. Knowing him by heart, she could reckon that when Niall Horan wants something, he gets it. And that's exactly what he did.

BOOK 1 rain against their glass windows, scary movies and looking into each others eyes was their favorite things. He loved her as much as she did for him, but it's not always like this... there's bad boys, fighting & murder. highest rank #1 Fanfiction #6 Short Story ↘↘ [NOTE: WARNING: OF VIOLENT AND SEXUAL NATURE] WARNING; just a small heads up, I wrote this story in grade 8, I'm in grade 10 right now almost grade 11 so bare with me when I say there is plenty spelling errors and stupidity in this story. [wattys 2013] [©Newyorkstorms]

Amy Roads, 19, lives with her mom in California. Her dad died when she was only 6. Her mom has been dating an Irish man, Bobby Horan, who has now proposed. Amy finds out that Bobby has a son. She thinks he'll be a jerk, but soon sees he's a total sweetheart. She starts to develop feelings for him, but it soon turns into love! Will the feelings be mutual? Read & find out! Thank's for reading! ~Karina~

Diana is a 19 year old girl living a simple life, but then Niall, the son of the richest person in the world, caught her beauty and fell in love with her. It was then that Diana was kidnap by a mysterious guy. Who do you think will it be? Warning: The story will contain mature scene and obscene language. Note: This will be my first and last warning!!!

He broke the promise that would've kept our friendship together. No calls, texts, facetimes, or any signs of communication while he was off at X Factor. So what happens when Niall comes back and expects to be treated the same? Well, what happens is the exact opposite of what he was thinking. I simply ignored his sorry ass- I mean butt. But me being the considerate person I am, gave Niall one more chance at being my friend. Prank War. The prize for the winner is simple, but can change everything in a heartbeat. If I win, I choose where our friendship stands. If Niall wins, he chooses where our friendship stands. So I have one last thing to say to you Niall, before the war begins. Game On, Horan.

Motel 6- where you may find cockroaches in the showers, questionable food in the vending machine, and maybe, possibly, some love along the way. © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com.

"Who's that?" I asked, my eyes glued to the blonde boy currently letting his eyes roam over the sweaty bodies of the girls out on the dance floor, the corners of his lips curling as his tongue darted out to run over them before sliding his shades over his eyes. "Who? Him?" She moved her chin into his direction and I nodded. "That's Niall Horan. The biggest heartbreaker on Campus...." She continued to talk but I zoned out. The light settings had switched to strobe, and his eyes were able to be seen with each burst of white even with the black lenses of his glasses. My mind filled with thoughts about him. The Heartbreaker...This party was probably just a setup so he could pick his next victim. The poor innocent girl he'd seduce and fool. Even if his attempts failed, she wouldn't be able to leave this house until she gave in to him. And if she did, that itself would be disastrous for her. Either way, the girl he'd choose would be fucked. No pun intended. "Chloe!" Candace hissed into my ear, gripping my arm. "Didn't you hear me?!" The alarm in her whispering was thick. "Chloe, you need to get out of here. He's staring at you. He's choosing you!" My eyes widened in alarm as they darted over to Niall, their attention on his right hand which was swaying dangerously close to his side before it made another movement. He lifted it slightly and it came down softly on his thigh. One pat.. Then again. Two pats. Oh, God. Three and its over for me. His hand slowly lifted once more-. Rated M for mature content and language. COPYRIGHT 2013- @FindingOswald