❝ you're just afraid ❞ ❝ no, i'm not ❞

*Sequel to Niall Horan Is My Guitar Teacher?!?* *COMPLETED* Some say people change. Some say that it is just from growing up. Ever since Elizabeth left Niall and the lads for her world tour she has completely changed herself. She tries to keep contact with the lads but its no use. The time differences and trust issues are a problem. Especially with her new manager, Ann, not allowing her to talk to them anymore. She forgets about them and continues on with her world tour. But when she bumps into the lads she is completely shocked and so are they. She isn’t the same person she was before. Niall is trying to get her back. Zayn is trying to figure out his feelings for Liz. Liz finds out she has another brother. Louis tries to steal Liz's oreos without Liz noticing. If you want to see what will happen on their crazy adventure read Everything Has Changed.

It started with a Starbucks cup and an insane Greyhound to get them to meet. Sofia Thanos is a laid back girl with a passion for cooking. Zayn Malik is a British popstar whose band, One Direction, is winning the hearts of people all around the world.

I was just another fan to him. I didn't think by sending that one little tweet to Niall Horan, 1/5 of the famous boy band One Direction, my life would change forever. I was nothing special. Just like any other 17 year old girl. Hands touch, eyes meet and apparently, he saw something special in me.

All I wanted was to learn how to play the guitar. I never asked for my teacher to be a boy in the worlds biggest boyband. But I'm not complaining.

Olivia has had a crush on Zayn Malik from the moment she laid eyes on him, and I mean could you blame her? He was the Bradford Bad Boi with his dark brown eyes, and sweet but rare smile. He had a great singing voice. Or so she was told. Olivia was deaf. Plain and simple. Never heard her own voice, her laugh, or heard her brother Josh Devine play the drums. It was heartbreaking. She felt broken, and helpless. She saw her disability as a curse. Can she maybe look past her insecurities and look at herself the way Zayn sees her?

{book 2} ✓ - ❝ I'm tired of pity, of everyone looking at me like "poor Zayn, infatuated with his best mates's girl". I know it's not okay and if it were so easy to forget about her I would've done it already. It's not. But I just need time, not people to pity me and force me to move on. Why can't they understand that? I just need time and someone to understand. ❞

First there was yelling, then there was silence. Both scared me equally, until I noticed the blood slowly leaking under the door. What I wouldn’t give to go back to the yelling…

Silence; a lack of sound, something people rarely experience. Right now, it’s the only thing surrounding us. The TV went black, radio connections were cut, and just outside of the window, people were fleeing. That’s when it hit us; it doesn’t matter who you are or where you come from, there is no hope, no chance. We’re on our own. We experienced something rare, a total lack of sound; silence.

Millions, no trillions, of questions raced through my wandering mind. Why is this happening to me? Why now? How will the boys react? Will I make it? ... Am I going to get my wish of being with my mother again?... Many people always said "be careful what you wish for", and now I see why. I spent the last ten years of my life wishing I was dead, wishing my life would be over, but three words, "You have cancer", changed everything: I don't want to die: I want to live. The ironic thing is that it took a death sentence to make me see the value of life. And now that I actually want to live, I'm probably going to die, but I guess that's just life, right?