an·o·rex·i·a ˌanəˈreksēə/ noun a lack or loss of appetite for food (as a medical condition). an emotional disorder characterized by an obsessive desire to lose weight by refusing to eat. love ləv/ noun an intense feeling of deep affection. Niall Horan Nye-ull Hore-in/ Proper noun A completely hopeless, seventeen year old, anorexic; who's stupidly in love with a boy named Harry styles. NOTE: Though this book speaks heavily of anorexia it is not about anorexia. It is a love story first and foremost. It is a story of healing, second chances, love and hope even when you feel the world is collapsing all around you. *WARNING* This book is heavily focused on anorexia, contains mentions of depression, self harm, suicide, and other possibly triggering topics that may not be appropriate for young readers or readers suffering from mental illnesses *DISCLAIMER* This book is in no way glorifying anorexia, self harm or actions depicted in this book. Anorexia and the other topics discussed in this book are serious medical conditions that should not be joked about or made fun of in anyway. If you do not agree or feel comfortable with issues discussed in this book please do not read.

Niall Horan is a fanboy. He spends all his time on the internet stalking Harry Styles or being creepy towards him in some sort of way. His world revolves around the curly haired, green eyed singing boy. When Niall and Harry contact through Twitter and then unexpectedly run into each other, will both their worlds come crashing down? (WARNING: Smut, fluff, swearing)

another Instagram story but this time I won't get bored of it the one where niall has a selfie obsession and harry finds his instagram

Name: Niall H. Age:Legal Place: In the bushes (Harry Styles' hair-those on his head your perv.) Fan of: Harry Styles' skinny jeans, Harry Styles' hands, Harry Styles' body, Harry Styles' everything. Also, Anne Cox' son. Occupation: Part-time working at Tesco's and fulltime Fanboy. My name is Niall and I live the life of a fangirl- except, I'm not a girl. I have a flat chest (with hair) and a willy but other than that, I'm kind of the living, walking, breathing embodiment of 99% of the Skyway fandom. I spend about seven hours a day browsing the internet: blogging, scrolling through Twitter and Tumblr, searching for new pictures of my favourite boy(s) in the whole world. I'd probably scream, faint and shit my pants if I'd ever meet Harry Styles though the chance of meeting him is very very slim since he doesn't even notice me on Twitter. Liam follows me and I'm VERY grateful for that but Harry Styles is my dream and everything my heart and body desire. Anyway, if you have a question, let me know. I'm most likely to answer them within three minutes unless I'm at work, sleeping or drooling over my laptop or phone due Harry Styles' sexiness. [Basically, there are still hundreds of Fanboy stories going around on this website and I figured, why not take back what started it all... MY story. I actually deleted it all in the first place because there were a lot off horrible people around trying to hurt me and bring me down. It worked. I decided to delete everything and move on with my actual life. I know about 90% of the people who followed me were the absolute best, supporting me and giving me love but the hurtful things unfortunately always stand out. I am not going to write anything else on this website, just bringing Fanboy back with a slight update. Zayn's out and the name of the best friend has changed. There are still mistakes because I even quit on the girl who was editing for me and I haven't been feeling like doing it myself, sorry.]