When someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose him all at once; you lose him in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and his scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in his closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of his that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that he's gone, forever—there comes another day, and another specifically missing part.

It felt weird being back at home with my mom and my little brother. I was so used to being in London with Harry and our twin girls Darcy and Emily. My mother forced me to come home when she heard about the separation, she said I needed to be around family. I was laying in my old bedroom staring at the ceiling. I couldn’t take Darcy and Emily with me to America, Harry wouldn’t let me. My girls… my husband… everything was just happening so fast. One minute I was happy living some kind of dream. But everyone wakes up at some point, right? What happens when my best friend, Niall Horan, steps up to be exactly what I need to fix my broken heart. Will Harry and I ever be together again or will Niall stay with me for good.

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

"It's time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings."

Hey, my name is Ryder Mendez. I'm seventeen years old. My life has never been normal. I got kicked out of school when I was 15. My mum is an alcoholic. My dad ditched us for another woman. My mum kicked me out of our flat because she couldn't cope with me. After that, I met a couple of mates that introduce me to the life I live today. Which is filled with drugs, alcohol, and trouble.. *Sneak Peek* The fact that it was past 11 o'clock at night and we were in the woods didn't help me with my escape. Also, being the clumsy person that I am I tripped over a fallen branch. I tried to get up but my foot was stuck. "Shit." I murmured under my breathe. The feeling of a large hand on my forearm startled me. The figure hoisted me up to my feet. I could only see his silhouette due to the darkness that engulfed us. "Run." His husky voice whispered. "They are close."

She just wants to be a sport journalist. She is always interviewing the best players in our Uni and sometimes she ends up dating them, but they always break her sweet heart. I would never do that, but she would never interview me even less date me because I'm just a regular football player in the team. I'm not the best, but I want to be. I want her to notice me. This year I'll be the best one. This year she will notice me. {AU Fan Fiction}

Abandoned. A Harry Styles Fan Fiction. It's been 10 years since One Direction became a boy band. The boys have all grown up, married, have kids and somehow through all this Harry hasn't done any of that. He wasn't the only one who didn't find the right girl and settle down, his WingMan Niall was always by his side. That was until recently, technical speaking as of 6 days ago, Niall got himself a girlfriend and Harry has been feeling lonely ever since he started ditching him for her. To keep his mind off of everything he makes a horrible decision and signs off on a contract to go solo, Harry has been feeling distant from his 'brothers' and is hoping they will understand. Unfortunately the boys do NOT understand why Harry is being a selfish ignorant and child-like, they feel he's jealous and is purposely making their lives hell. With the media swarming in on their family outings and their fans going nuts and heart broken over this sad news. Lets talk about the fans, the once most supportive fans that could walk the planet turn on Harry and make his new cd plumes to the lowest selling record that they pull the cd off the shelves not even 24 hours later. His mother shuns him and cuts off all his money, so where is Harry to turn to now? Family? They would only do the same as his mother did to him, slam the door in his face. Friends? They hate him for tearing up the band. Relatives? He now wishes he paid more attention when making those family trees in school. On a cold dark night, in the middle of the pouring rain while walking down a deserted street does Harry come across a traveling car with a young woman driving it and offers him a ride. The more time he spends with her the less he feels worthless, the less he feels like the worst person on earth, the less he feels... ABANDONED.