Lynn Mercury is your daring, feminist idealist who only wants to get into the Portland Thorns. So when the chance arises to ditch her home city for the opportunity to go pro, leaving behind her UCLA soccer team and her persuasive ex-fling, Lynn takes off to London and quickly falls into routine with seventeen boys, a sexually active roommate, and a Coach that could easily make David Beckham feel insecure. Niall Horan is your savvy, Casanova realist who only wants to get away from his family lifestyle. He's golden, captain of the team, the star player... until two X chromosomes take his limelight, leaving him feeling vexed and confused. He knows what it means to go for the win, but when feelings get in the way, the stakes get too high. Niall chooses to deal with it the only way he knows how - scientifically. The line between love and hate had never been thinner. Start/End date: January 2016 - June 2017 The Fanfiction Awards 2017 Winner

We both turned to head out towards the streets, lifting our heads towards the sun as its warmth hit us. "Vada?" I asked. She turned to face me, her features the softest they had been all day. "Yes?" she answered, quietly. "Why did we do this? What did we spend all this time building if this is how it's going to end? Why did we climb only to fall so far?" She sighed. Not an angry or over dramatic sigh, like she had done earlier in the day. But, a real, soft, apologetic sigh. "Niall, the only thing I can say is that ultimately we all think we can fly. We all think we're Icarus." "What do you mean?"

She giggled a little as she looked over at the older couple. "That's going to be us one day." "Yeah?" She rested her head on my shoulder, giving me a quick kiss on my neck before nestling in. I scooted her closer to me with my free hand, resting my hand on her leg. I looked at the older couple for a minute. They were sitting quite close to each other, holding each other's hand, deep in their own world. It was obvious theirs was a love that had deep roots; a love that still made them feel young. I looked down at the woman I had next to me. Her fingers intertwined with mine, her other arm wrapped around my waist. She was perfection, still, even after all this time. "How did I get so lucky?" I whispered softly, to myself.

"I want to dance with you in the middle of this street." She laughed at me, "Why on earth would you do that?" "Because I said I would." I twirled her around and pulled her back to me as I began to sing softly into her ear, "If the whole world was watching, I'd still dance with you; Drive highways and byways to be there with you. Over and over, the only truth: everything comes back to you." She pulled away from me and looked at me. "Niall--" "Siobhan, stop. Before you say anything, please let me say this first. I've been wanting to say this to you for I don't even know how long. And it's something I should've said a long, long time ago." She let go of me and stepped back. She looked at me inquisitively before saying, "Okay." I looked at her, she was finally going to let me say everything I had been longing to say. Now was my chance, and whatever the outcome, I would force myself to be content with it. I took a deep breath and began.....

They met two years ago. They used to be in love. But all they had was summer love because she had to go back, where she managed to move on. Now to years later, she leaves for college in New York, ready to start a new life with her cousin and her boyfriend. Then one night changes everything and all the memories come rushing back. She finds herself falling in love with him once again. But things are more complicated this time. Will she get a second chance with The One That Got Away? -- A punk Niall Horan fan fiction. Warnings: graphic sexual content, language, drug use, death, self harm, and mentions of eating disorder. The story is set in 2015, two years later, when Rey is 18 and Niall is 21. SEQUEL TO TEENAGE DIRTBAG -- (credits to @Cupcaribo for the cover!)

"That's the funny thing about trying to escape the past, you never really can. No matter how far or fast you run, the past always catches up to you. You may be able to escape temporarily but, you have to face the darkness of your past to reach the light in your future."

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.

She's used to staying at home, studying, reading and writing. He's used to being on tour, girls screaming his name and singing number one hits. The day they meet, they will never forget. From then on she's constantly in his head. She thought that they would never meet each other again, but she thought wrong. They see each other again. Maybe it was a coincident, maybe it was fate that brought him to her. Her 13 year old self would call him distraction but her 18 year old self calls him Niall. Enjoy reading, vote and comment. It would mean a lot. All the love. C xx