Narry Fanfiction - Harry Styles as the big star and Niall Horan like the poor guy. You know the plot. Two guys as meets and some love... :D Start to read and see what happen

Harry thought his life was perfect. Until he met Niall; the boy who was anything but perfect. (Themes of depression, self harm, suicide and eating disorders. Do not read if this could be triggering to you.)

Prince Harold Edward Styles of Cheshire, England. A man who makes all the ladies faint, all the gentlemen jealous (and a few faint too) and makes all those under him quiver with fear. They would if he wasn't so kind. Thing is, Harry's not the typical, stuck up prince. And the reason why? Well, Harry's not human. He's a vampire. The Royals are all supernatural creatures. The Tomlinsons of Doncaster are Sorcerers, the Maliks of Bradford are Werewolves, the Queen of England herself is a vampire. The non-royals are all humans, with the occasion of Royal blood finding its way through the line. Niall Horan. He doesn't have a title, he doesn't have a kingdom. No, all he owns is the clothes on his back, which are mere rags anyway. Niall comes from the castle of Ireland, a slave to the cruel vampire Royals of Ireland. Deemed useless by the Queen, Niall is sent off to be sold- and if that fails, killed. Luckily, someone (Knight Paul Higgins of Cheshire) decides that Niall will make a good assistant to the Prince, and buys him as a gift for Harry's nineteenth birthday. Well, let's just see what happens, hmm?

"Niall..." "Just breathe." "But Niall," "Just breathe, Harry. Stop talking please. Just breathe." (Or the one where Harry thinks Niall has become unfaithful, and Niall just wants to get a good grade.) Inspired by: Animal Attraction by @thatkidbex

"Who's this whisper telling me that I'm never gonna get away" Or Where Louis and Cordi loose Harry to a stupid bet with Mr Niall Horan

Niall's life was seemingly normal, earning his own money and a living for himself. He was doing reasonably fine on his own. Until he meets Harry.   Or the one where Niall is a stripper with a past and Harry is a soloist with a few secrets of his own.  

"I will always remind people of how good you were." I say looking out into the sunrise as I caressed the urn in my arms. "You promise?" I hear him say.

"Beware of the man who lives on Bates Lane."

Niall can time travel and he travels back to 1932 and gets stuck and meets a lad called Harry who doesn't know what gay is or that he is gay.

"I just wanted you to fuck me but I got greedy and wanted you to love me." The one where Niall is a simple car mechanic, and Harry's a famous designer and somehow, fate led them together. - credit to rightful owners of images/manips/gifs :)