"I don't really mind being in the background." Niall Horan is used to being ignored. It happens all the time with his good friend Harry, aka Ace, infamous vigilante of New York. Niall is Harry's techie, designing and building all of his weapons and helping him track and get information on his enemies, but never really getting in on the action. That is, until he saves a girl from getting hurt during one of Harry's fights. Now Niall has a chance he never had before: to be the hero. © Copyright 2014. All rights reserved by JerryTheGiraffe. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder.

[ONGOING] ❝Opening your wrists won't set your demons free, but opening your heart just might.❞ ✖ ✖ ✖ Anna Winters is broken. A long time ago, a horrific incident tore her family apart, destroying her life in the process. Now, five years later, she's alone and empty. A controlling mother with a habit of drinking herself into a stupor and the abundant scars on her skin are all she has left. Niall Horan is broken, too. A series of dire mistakes and unfortunate events have led to him living in an abandoned house on the edge of town, where darkness -- and the guilt of all he's done -- constantly threatens to suffocate him. He spends his days writing songs in the basement, never really expecting anything to come of it. When Anna stumbles across the lonely house one summer morning, and comes face-to-face with a blond-haired Irish beauty, she's reminded of the subtle fact that maybe, just maybe, life really can get better. But both are haunted by terrible pasts; both have dark secrets to keep; and, after all, you can't play on broken strings. But, of course, there's no harm in trying.

[✓] ∥ "What do you fear most?" At my childish question, she smiles and looks down. In all honesty, I thought we were going to have to stay there all night, that she wouldn't find an answer until the sun comes out. But to my surprise, she looks back up at me within seconds, the smile I fell in love with no longer adorning her face. "Myself." **Warning: contains strong language, drug use and inexplicit sexual content. Copyright © 2014-2016 by funkystyles

In which a sarcastic girl with a secret fear of touching meets a rebellious, lilac haired boy who can't seem to keep his hands off her. (last updated 2020)

There are two kinds of people in this world: those with frozen hearts, and those with the power to thaw them.

I guess you could say having your father be the head sheriff of the Los Angeles Police Department is one thing, but falling for one of his late-night pickups sitting in the back of his car, is the total opposite. © tomlinvibes 2014

She wasn't looking for this. She didn't need this. He wasn't who she thought he was. But she couldn't let him go. He had his secrets. He kept his guard up. All she knew was that he was dangerous He'd rather be feared than loved. But she broke through his boundaries. His eyes were alluring. His smile dangerous. His body muscular. His actions dangerous.

Just an overanxious girl with sarcasm and hurt buried deep inside her, just a tough boy who cannot understand his own weakness... Some stories never die.

The one where they escape all of their problems. Literally. ✧✧✧ © 2015 foursongs

The one where he gets the girl everyone desires. ✧✧✧ © 2015 foursongs