~|How can you break something that's already broken?|~ "You've already taken eveything from me, what more could you possibly want?!" "You. I fucking want you, but that's the only thing you won't give me." "You had me, but you lost that chance the second you walked out on me." Love doesn't last, or at least that's what Niall believes. Ever since that day where Harry left him, Niall hasn't been the same. He smokes He drinks He doesn't even smile anymore And everyone just wants to know why. They all want to know why Harry disappeared for over a year. Especially Niall. But that's something Harry doesn't want Niall to know. Even if it breaks him. ~*Cover credit: shipments*~

12 April 1934, The Horan family was found brutally murdered in their house. Wife and husband had been gagged and maimed before being shot in the head. Their 17-year old son, Niall Horan, was found in his bedroom's closet. He had been gagged and maimed too, but far worse than his parents. A horrendous smile was cut on his face, his eyes burned away. The murderer was never found. 80 years later, 18-year old Zayn Malik has just moved into the little cottage he bought. It literally is his dream house, in the middle of the countryside, close to the woods. Now he can finally relax on his own, away from his parents and the city... Or so he thought. Not long after he moved to his new house, Zayn starts noticing weird things. He starts seeing unnatural things, nightmares afflict his dreams every night and, what is the tale of the boy, murdered in his very house? Warning: lots of blood. It's boyxboy! Please don't read if you don't like it. This is a work of fiction, so before you send hate, remember 'you can never lie in fiction' Cover made by PartOfMyHeart

WARNING: Drug references, violence, abuse, and sexual content!!! * * "I was thinking last night, and I thought we could make like a box and put some of our stuff in it." "Like a timecapsule?" "Yes! Exactly! Then we can bury it at that lake in the woods! And then on your 19th birthday we can come back and open it." "That's a great idea Niall! But what if you don't remember?" I frowned and he gently held my cheeks in his hand. "I won't forget, Annabelle. I promise that before then, when I am 18, I'll come back here. And that spot in the woods is now our place. Ours and only ours. Whenever you miss me, just go to that spot and smile at every memory. You promise to do that and I promise I won't forget." "Pinky Promise?" "I pinky promise." * * Niall and Annbelle are the best of friends. Their friendship was special and unbreakable...for the most part. But when Niall moves away, and comes back five years later...a lot of things change... And not in the way you think... ------------------------------------------------- Time Capsule- FaithHopeandNiall Copyright 2014/2015

Niall James Horan. Bonjour, vous me connaissez probablement. Je suis Niall Horan, le gars de One Direction. Le gros, laid avec des dents horribles. Celui qui ne peut pas chanter. Celui que tout le monde déteste. Celui qui devrait aller se tirer une balle dans la tête. C'est moi. N'essayez pas de me faire croire le contraire. Parce qu'au fond, on sait tous que j'ai raison. Je suis une merde.

Dans de nombreuses histoires, lui, il est le méchant et mauvais garçon qui s'amuse pleinement et, elle, elle est la gentille coincée, mais si cela était le contraire? Si elle savait s'amuser et qu'il était coincé? - Et si on inversait les rôles? Niall Horan & Avery Davis. 20.08.2015 - 20.08.2017 © Tous droits réservés à l'auteur.

It was then that I knew. As his devil eyes, blue and cold like winter, peered at me from around his expensive camera, I knew he was different. His gaze tore through me like I was air, cooling my veins to the core and taking my breath away; it was then that I figured out he was like night air. He was cool and mysterious, yet maybe somewhere in his darkness there was peace and over a billion small lights, shimmering in the far and dangerous distance. **Mature **Book 1 of currently 2(as of 12/22/2016) **This story and the idea behind it is 100% mine with the help from a few other Wattpad writers on certain marked chapters where credit is given. Please do not copy or steal my story or any of /my/ original characters. If you wish to translate this story to another language, I will not mind but please verify with me first so I can ensure that no plagiarism is taking place and credit is given. Thank you very much, Luv_Irish_Pride