MAY 2024:‼️ ON HOLD WHILE I EDIT ALL EXISTING CHAPTERS‼️ NEW CHAPTERS COMING Aug "Niall I'm not your fucking girlfriend! You can't just follow me around! Why do you care about who I go on dates with!? It's none of your business!" I was beyond pissed at him and my shouts were only getting louder and louder. His piercing blue eyes that I've grown to love looked at me from across the alley. Hurt was written all over his face before it quickly turned to anger. "For fucks sakes!" He yelled before kicking the dumpster next to him making me jump in my place. He let out a loud sigh and began to slowly walk towards me. "I don't know okay? I don't know why I fucken care about you so much. I just do, and it's fucking scaring me." He was no longer yelling and his face was now only inches away, trapping me between him and the wall. This was not the same Niall I met a month ago. He isn't supposed to care about anyone but himself. He didn't just stick to one girl, and he certainly never showed his feelings towards anyone. "I just do." He whispered softly before cupping my face in his two hands. He looked me in the eyes and then down at my lips; and he slowly started to lean in until I felt his soft warm lips gently press against mine.

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

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.

"It's time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings."

Niall is sweet. More than sweet; he's cute, charming, and pretty perfect. At first, maybe a little too perfect. Ali meets him and likes him immediately, but feels that he might have too much of a boyish vibe around him... "I open the heavy door to find Niall standing in front of me. His blue eyes are burning. "What are you--" I'm cut off by his lips on mine as he pushes me into the wall behind the door. His fingers twist through my hair and pull so my face is angled upwards to meet his. I feel his teeth graze my bottom lip and bite down just hard enough to be painful in the most chilling way. His hips pin mine to the wall. He starts to pull away and I feel his smirk. "What was that about me being a little boy?" Then he simply turns on his heel and walks out the door, leaving me reeling and my bottom lip stinging from his rough kiss." Who knew a sweet boy from Ireland could be so captivating?

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!)

His breathe fanned over my face making shivers go down my back. Our faces so close with one sudden movement we'll be kissing. "Let's make a bet, princess, whoever falls first and shows it with a kiss loses. If I win this I get you. " He whispered. "And if I win, I can be free," I smirked at him. "Oh Horan, you're in for a big ride." I retorted. Bella has a problems and Niall Horan has now been added to the list. But is Niall really a problem? With their bet she will be sure to find out but will her past haunt her? This is That Game

Brooklyn thinks Niall is the most annoying person she's ever met. He doesn't take things seriously, he likes to make embarrassing jokes and bets all the time, but somehow he's one of the best writers in the company. Niall thinks Brooklyn is the most boring person he's ever met. She doesn't care about anything but her work, she doesn't like to listen to his jokes, but somehow she agrees to make a bet with him. a story about bets, nosy siblings and finding out that winning and losing aren't the only thing that matters.

[I wrote this at the beginning of 2013 and I was just starting to get settled with the techniques in writing. No worries, I've exceedingly improved far after finishing this story.] Niall Horan was a famous boxer. He was only inlove with boxing, nothing else. That is, one night, before his match, Olivia somehow stumbles her way into meeting him. But, not the way she would have wanted to. No one could steal his heart. No one but . . . her.

Schools something I hated. Let alone the fact I'm the new eye candy for the schools bad boy Niall Horan. I never did anything to be forced into a relationship with him. That day is stuck in my mind. Forever on replay.