*Completed* "I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room. "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how." I scrunch my brow. "How what?" His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it." ******* Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters "Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole? -REVIEWS- "You create such wonderful characters and I can't wait to see what happens next!" VampireSa5m41993 "Thank you for wonderful dogs and little brothers and eccentrically hormonal best friends!" -Nat-Attack "I am totally hooked on this book!" nbazinet "I love the way the story flows and that you have really roundabout characters. It's as if they're real while I'm reading!" life_is_beautiful115 "Your work is literally art." lemonsun123 "Every time I read this book it just makes me smile." Nicooole97 Cover by: -winterr

Lynn Mercury is your daring, feminist idealist who only wants to get into the Portland Thorns. So when the chance arises to ditch her home city for the opportunity to go pro, leaving behind her UCLA soccer team and her persuasive ex-fling, Lynn takes off to London and quickly falls into routine with seventeen boys, a sexually active roommate, and a Coach that could easily make David Beckham feel insecure. Niall Horan is your savvy, Casanova realist who only wants to get away from his family lifestyle. He's golden, captain of the team, the star player... until two X chromosomes take his limelight, leaving him feeling vexed and confused. He knows what it means to go for the win, but when feelings get in the way, the stakes get too high. Niall chooses to deal with it the only way he knows how - scientifically. The line between love and hate had never been thinner. Start/End date: January 2016 - June 2017 The Fanfiction Awards 2017 Winner

❝It's 12:26 am and I'd like to scream at you and tell you that I miss you but instead I just closed my eyes and whispered "you're a fool for letting me go.❞ [sequel to lost memories] [warnings: sexual content]

Brooke Ashley, A bottle service girl is discovered by a Billboard record label executive. She signs a contract to be a celebrities eye candy and is whisked off to award shows where she is thrusted into the spotlight. It was just supposed to be a paid gig where she could pursue a modeling career she never thought she would have. But when Niall Horan, the hot blonde from One Direction puts her in his sights, what will she do. **story takes place at the end of 1D and beginning of Nialls solo career** 🥈 #2 Niall book on Wattpad!!

We found ourselfs in the music we hear and the songs we make.

the one in which they move in with each other just because they didn't want to end their friendship ▶▶▶ © 2014 irelxnd

When I say all, I mean all. {n.h.} All rights reserved. UNDER EDITING

Kaya and Niall hate each other. He's her annoying next door neighbor who's made her life miserable ever since she was born. Kaya thinks Niall does it out of enjoyment. Or is it something else? "Sometimes it's love, sometimes it's hate. Either way, you just seem to find a way to be always there." *Achievements: Fanfiction #223 *NEW, EDITED, AND IMPROVED! *Completed *Sequel to this book available on my profile (Always Yours)

A 'PS I Love You' inspired Niall Horan fanfic. 1726 days. 1726 days of made up lullabies and burnt pancakes the morning after, white hydrangeas, pyjama - concerts in the living room, teenage dream makeout - sessions in the back of his car and trying to count the freckles on his sunburnt back only to find a new one each time. 1726 days with Niall. 1726 days of sunshine. Laney thought it would last forever. She thought it would never end. But it did. It ended. Half a year later, he is no longer there, and she no longer his wife, no longer the one he pulled close at night when the pills kicked in and it began to hurt,- but a widow. Niall is gone. And what’s your safe little world without your sun? Nothing could have prepared Laney for life without Niall. Except Niall himself. On her 28th birthday, Laney finds a shell pink envelope on her pillow with her name on it, in Niall’s handwriting. And this is how it starts.