proclivity pro•cliv•i•ty prō'klivǝtē noun; a tendency to choose or do something regularly; an inclination or predisposition toward a particular thing. Niall has OCD. Whilst Harry thinks it's an act. ❀ All Rights Reserved

"Hi Harry Styles. Is that your real name, or is it actually Harold?" "It's just Harry." "Ok. Is that your favorite band?" "Yeah, it is actually." ☹☻ In which a secretive curly haired boy that wears too many band shirts meets an innocent Irish lad that asks too many questions and has a few secrets of his own. ☹☻ [WARNING- Cursing, smut, boyxboy, small self-harm trigger] ☹☻ Copyright © 2014 || Poisonnialler Top Ranking: #10 under Narry

"He's the star and all I am is the water boy." [#1 Fan Fiction. **First Place (Popular Narry) / 2nd Most Voted Story in the 2014 1DBromance Awards (Olympic 2014)] [Going through a 2nd Edit] Cover by: NarryBuddy

“Well, Niall somethings just happen for a reason.” He said harshly, leaving me cold and scared. Why would he leave me with so much to try and forget? Copyright © 2014 | The Bully | NiallPayne_

They started out as Best Friends and quickly drifted to strangers. Harry climbed his way up to the top of the popularity ladder while Niall slipped down. Niall came out as openly gay during his 7th year and since then his life has been nothing but hell. As Harry becomes more and more attached to this boy, Niall slips away. On August 27 he disappeared completely and Harry knew... it was his fault. They labeled the blonde as 'The Runaway'. DISCLAIMER! All Ideas in this story except for the names and appearances of the characters are mine! This story is copyrighted, meaning I do not allow for any translations, spin offs, or copying. Thanks for understanding.

[COMPLETE | AU] ❝ I did what I had to do, and that was taking you. I don't regret it though... ❞ Warning: Contains strong language, violence, and disturbing events. © 2014 by guardianzayngels

"Why did Harry Styles, the biggest man on the planet, choose the tiny, good-for-nothing Irishman?" // © 2014 louisbacon [fanfiction #58]

Where people age until they reach 18 and then stop aging until they meet their soul mate - whose eyes are a color they can't see until they first lock eyes - so they can grow old together.

~|I have loved you since we were 18|~ Long before we both thought the same thing To be loved and to be in love All I could is say that these arms were made for holding you I wanna love like you made me feel when we were 18 ©ForeverUnited93

❝the world is not a place for happy people like me.❞