Narrystoran Stories

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"And she had painted it and waxed it and it was--it was beautiful. But at my young age, I thought it was ugly for the sole purpose that I didn't have one. Or a talent like that, for the matter. So, I broke it. And when she came home from eighth grade she thought it was an accident. All she did was smile and said it's okay. But it wasn't okay. I told her I did it on purpose, and she still said it's okay. It will never be okay. Never. But to her, it always will be okay, because her heart is too big for it to not be okay." "I told her I trusted her. She just pushed me away." The blonde turned to look at me, my face, before she sighed and turned back to face the open window in front of us, laying her chin on her knees. "You shouldn't trust her. Not yet, at least." "Why? Why not?" "Louis, she's going to break you. She will break you and leave you so many times before she lets you trust her." "That's not very caring." "Yes. Yes, it is, actually."

Dear Diary, I saw him today.... Love Niall. Dear diary. I saw him today again... But he didn't look my way... Maybe he hates me because of my tattoos and pearcings All the love Harry x Also translated in Estonian.

Inspired by ; A Cinderella Story & Once Upon A Song "Yo diner boy!" "What can I get here that has no sugar, no carbs, and is fat free?" "Water."

They sticked with me wherever I went like the stars in the lonely night sky. I would wake up to the sound of Anklets blaring around the palace. and sleep to someone's soft humming. If I'm lucky enough I'd get to here soft giggles during the midnights but never once did I had the pleasure to see that beautiful face.. . . . Laying my head against the wall I let out a heavy sigh.. "Who are you Mystery?" I asked softly as Everything went silent for a moment not even the beautiful humming I yearned for was heard. A soft ring of the Anklets reached my ears as I smiled huffing lightly. . . . "I wish I could love and cherish you,Mystery." "Not everyone is meant to be loved,My prince."

Niall has anorexia. Harry is the school jock. --- TRIGGER WARNING. This story will deal with eating disorders and depression.

just a bunch of gay one direction short stories, drabbles, and maybe smut if i feel like it? :)

Where Niall is filthy rich and Harry is a just another gold digging slut.

Harry cuts. Niall tells him he's to beautiful to cut, so he gives him flowers instead.

Just Narry being Narry, in written form of course. Warnings: BoyxBoy | Smut | Strong Language |

Harry is a young curly hair boy with green eyes. He has bullied for years now by the school gang and he is sick of it. He hates especially Louis and Zayn.. Louis is the leader of that gang and Zayn is like his right hand. Harry got beaten almost everyday all those years. He just hate it, hate them, hate school, hate students-teachers-the principal for doing nothing about it. If you are young and not handsome or popular, you got beaten. ohh and if you are a boy.. Noone touches the girls.. So in summer holiday time, Harry met a guy named Michael, he has green hair when they met, then red, Harry doesn't know what colour it is now. They became friends and when he told Michael all beating thing, he made a suggestion. Why don't you be a girl for a year? "Oh this is a good idea" Harry thought. "Why not?"... * Thanks "narry.me" for letting me use the picture that she made as a cover picture to my story. All credit goes to her, it is really a nice picture. I hope you all enjoy the story :)

Cliché AU where Niall Horan is a struggling single parent, and Harry Styles is a famous singer in One Direction. And Harry doesn't even know Niall had his child, or does he?

Harry Styles has a crush on non other than Niall Horan. Niall has a girlfriend. Harry and Niall are best friends. Harry hates Nialls girlfriend. And so does Niall. What happens when Niall finally tells her how he feels? What happens when Niall tells Harry how he feels about him?

We’ve got 15 bucks, seems we’re down on our luck but who cares, you’re with me tonight. This one's short, sorry. Title from Artist vs poet. Enjoy! xx

Niall, Harry and the lads are on vacation at the beach house but Niall realizes something he never thought was true.

هیچ فکرشو نمیکردم نفس کشیدن انقد سخت باشه. + کمکم میکنی؟! اون چشماشو روی هم میذاره و بعد یه فشار کوچیک که انگار یه شاپرکو بین پلکاش لمس کرده اونارو از هم باز میکنه... : باتو!

It's so hard living in a world where people who say they care about you, judge you anyways. Being in a boyband makes it worse. Some people want you to be with a specific person but that's not what your heart wants. You want someone else who has all your attention. But people will hate on you because they think you've picked the wrong person. Well, if you wanted me to be happy, you would let it be. I'm not in love with Louis. Maybe I had feelings for him at one point, but my heart loves another. His blonde hair and blue eyes has stolen my heart. I wish people would accept the facts that I'm in love with Niall Horan. I don't care what anyone thinks. Its my decision. You don't have to accept it. It's my love life. Would people rather I be miserable? Is that what they want? I don't know. I love the fans and all but some of them are so confusing. They say they love us and then say they hate us when we do something they don't like. They aren't the bosses of us. We have a life too and that's up to us, not them. I know Niall Horan is my soulmate and I wouldn't trade him in for anyone else. I'm sorry to disappoint a lot of people, but he makes me happy and makes me feel loved. You only get one in a lifetime love like I have with Niall. You have to treasure it so you don't lose it. If you lose it, you won't be happy like that ever again. Who cares if he's my bandmate and a guy? Love is love and no matter what someone gender is, it shouldn't matter. As long as that person loves you as much as you love them and your happy together, than be together. Don't let the world's opinions take over your life. You have to take control over your life like I have done with mine. I may have screwed up a few times, but I made up for them in the end. I'm happy. The boys are happy. Please accept the fact that we are happy with our decisions in life. We love you all and please enjoy my story of how life can change in a flesh. Yours, Harry xx

Love can be an illusion at times.