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Silent Call - (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

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I leaned my head back as I watched the storm roll over us. Suddenly a loud piercing noise broke me out of my trance, I sat up and looked out Jason's window. The next few minutes seemed to go in slow motion, my mom screamed as she saw the large truck sliding towards us. My dad spun the wheel frantically moving the car. I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for the impact. I felt a sharp pain pierce through my body. I felt myself being thrown throughout the car. I cried out in pain as my body flew through the window and I hit the hard, wet pavement. My eyes stayed shut. I couldn't think. I was in to much pain. I felt very light and there was a bright light shining over me, calling me towards it and I wanted to give in. I wanted to go towards it, it made me feel like it would take away my pain. A darkness seemed to be surrounding me, I struggled to move, I struggled to do anything. I just laid there suffering. Before I knew what was happening I let myself slip into the darkness. Into nothingAll Rights Reserved

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Since We're Alone |NH| by imagine_it_niall

I didn't know what spooked him. I knew it wasn't me. I knew it wasn't anything I had done. But someone, somewhere along the way had hurt him. I had my guess as to who, but didn't know how I could find out for sure. But whatever it was clearly left its mark; an unseen scar that was still healing. We laid there in the quiet of the darkness. His breathing slowly began to steady and his fingers slowly ceased running down my arm. At some point, I knew he had fallen asleep. I tilted my head back up towards his face, finding his cheek, kissing him. "I don't know what made you so afraid," I whispered, "But I can see the shadow behind your face. Who hurt you? Who put your heart through so much pain? I hope you find a way to tell me what you're running from. I promise you can talk to me; you can trust me. I won't break you. I just want to know how to get in there. How do I get you to show me your heart?" I kissed him once more before resting my head down again. Closing my eyes, I inhaled deeply, loving the way his natural scent mixed with the cologne he had put on. "I promise, you've got the best of me. And I'll do what it takes to bring out the best in you."

Broken Promises ✔ by UniquexGalaxies

!!!!!UNEDITED AND CRINGY AFF!!!!!! ______________ I take slow, unsure steps towards him and place my hands on his tense forearm and he softens at my touch. Only now could I hear the small sobs coming from him and it broke my heart even more listening to the pain and agony in his cries. His back was facing me but his body shook with his cries. "You h-hated me even if it was just for that split second and it hurts to know that I did that to myself because of myself. It h-hurt to hear you from the o-other side of that door, listening to you c-cry all because of me! I couldn't even comfort you because you hated me. I always fuck up and it still confuses me as to why you still choose to stay with me" he says and heaves in a breath "Because I love you Niall and I don't hate you. I don't think I ever will" ___________________________ Moving from another country was smooth for Sasha all because of that unmistakable person sitting beside her on the plane to her future Naturally, they both fell in love and things started getting complicated. Bullying, jealousy and trust issues try to break them apart but will they stay together. . Or will all those promises be broken? No copyright! This is an original idea of mine! But beware it might be a bit carroty since it's my first Enjoy! WARNING This story includes mature content - Previously named Foreign Exchange - [ SEQUEL 'AFTERMATH' IS UP !! ] Started: November 4 2016 Finished: August 21 2017

The Last Burden by nashlycam23

"I hate you." Was all I could manage to say, given the fact that I was battling my emotions. I just lost all four of my brothers, and I'm being taken by our most greatest rival. We've been enemies for centuries. Our gangs have never gotten along because we always treat each other with disrespect and steal each other's junk. Not to mention we go into each other's territory and rob what could of been theirs. There's no doubt in my mind I will be treated horribly while I'm in the arms of my enemies. They won't show any mercy and they will be very abusive when needed. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if they beat me up because they were bored. "Well guess what? We hate you too." Harry commented before he slammed the door shut and made his way to the passenger seat. "I'd say get comfortable and enjoy the ride since it's gonna be long. But since you're the f***ing enemy, have fun living in hell for the rest of your life darling. Your life is in my hands now." Harry grinned evilly as I felt my breath hitch in the back of my throat.

Hero » l.p. au by funkystyles

[✓] ∥ It all happened in a split second. One moment I was on his back, and the next one I was lying on the ground, watching the man who would be responsible for my possible disabilities run away. The woman was sitting and had her back against a near-by wall, and from what I could see, her eyes were wide and she was shaking. I would be too, if I wasn't paralyzed. Literally. A few hours later, well, just about 20 seconds in reality, she slowly stood up and observed me with horror in her eyes for a few moments. I looked back at her, seeing as that was the only thing I could do to let her know I was still alive. "Dear lord, child, what have you done?" She whispered, looking down at me. "I need..." I could barely choke the words out. "I need you to call the ambulance." Copyright © 2014 by funkystyles

Trembling Hands (One Direction Fan Fiction) by ReservedRose

Three things happened simultaneously: the beer bottle dropped from his hand and shattered on the floor, my father let out a deep, throaty chuckle, and his hand had struck me across the face. I put my hand on the spot he had just hit and felt the heat and sting of the impact. I looked down at the broken beer bottle, still holding my hand on my cheek, and I felt a heavy boot kick into my waist. I fought back tears and stayed silent. After a few moments, I heard the footsteps retreating and the sound of a door slamming shut. When I was sure he was gone, I looked away from the broken bottle, and tears welled up in my eyes. I never showed my weaknesses to my father, happiness was the last thing I wanted to give him. After a few minutes, I pulled myself off the floor and slowly approached my dresser, cautiously opening the top drawer and moving some socks out of the way. I pulled out a long blade, and with trembling hands, slid it across my wrist, adding to the collection of scars. I began to quietly sing a familiar tune that seemed to comfort me in times like this: “Heart beats harder, time escapes me, trembling hands touch skin, it makes it harder, and the tears stream down my face. If we could only have this life for one more day, if we could only turn back time…” My voice trailed off and I drifted to sleep.

Aftershock [ One Direction] by Wanderless

[COMPLETED] I let out a sob and ran up to him, slamming my fists on his chest. "Why did you do it!? I'm sorry just please explain!" He held me close to him until I stopped thrashing about and just cried silently into his chest. "Shh Please stop crying. It hurts to see you in this much pain." He soothed. "Then why Harry, why?" I said with every once of pain emanating from me. "I loved you and you left me. I loved you so much. My judgement was cloudy from the hurt inside my chest. It was a very dumb decision." "You are acting like its no fucking big deal! Your dead! You're gone from all of us! The boys are hurting so much! It was selfish what you did, but it was even more selfish what I did." "Please don't blame yourself. It was my fault, not yours." "Harry its all my fault. You wouldn't be dead if it wasn't for me." He grabbed my chin, making me look him in the eyes. "Now listen to me. I shouldn't have expected you to stay with me when the fans first started harassing you. I should have let you leave but I was being selfish keeping you with me. I just couldn't lose you. But once again I was selfish and left all of you. I'm so sorry." He looked down, a single tear slid down his face. I put my hand up to his face and wiped his tear away with my thumb. "Harry I missed you but now I'm here with you and there are no fans. We can be together now and we don't have to worry about anything." I said barely above a whisper. He looked up into my eyes and pecked my lips, leaving a tingling sensation from where his lips touched. "I wouldn't let that happen." Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛᴛ © Wanderless, Aʟʟ Rɪɢʜᴛs Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

A Match to Water by shiningpolaris

Laying on the ground I couldn’t tell if I was alive or on the verge of death. I felt alive, but I was in a corpses body. But of course, if I was dead who would really care? Parents? My ‘friends’? My relatives, oh I don’t even want to think about that.. No one would really care..at least that is what I thought. Looking over at my wrists I see the familiar red color coming out, but it was worse. Much worse. Feeling my eyes start to close of fatigue I let them fall, I’m tired...all I need is a little..rest. The loud slamming of a door comes to my ears but I pay no attention, it was probably just the wind or my dad coming home not knowing his own strength and breaking the door. But that wasn’t on my mind right now. Rest. Thats all I need. A break. A time out. A chance to get away. Just a little time. One thing that came to my mind was that song. That song. I was absolute in love with that song, though I never really knew why. It was just that feeling inside that, made you feel connected. Yes. That song. Pierce the Veil, oh his voice is beautiful.. Just can calm me and make me fall asleep. On the verge of life or death I feel like, I’m floating. Something is holding me. Either the arms of angels or demons I don’t know. Just I was floating. The grip around me gets tighter, it wasn’t flames or clouds that I was getting lowered into. It was softer than clouds. It was one of the best places. I obviously have been here at least once, or I wasn’t at all. Maybe in one of my dreams. In a daydream. I wasn’t sure. But whatever or whoever this was made me feel comfortable, something that I haven’t been able to have. I hear this low voice above right above me, it was sad, full of regret, and most of all wanting. Begging. Pleading. Screaming. Crying. “Wake up! I know you can hear me!”

Warrior [Completed] by Valkyrie_Hellsin06

Disclaimer: This story does contain Self harm and negative thoughts, as well as some vulgar language, if these topics offend you, there's the door. This is my writing style and yeah. For those who do wish to read it, go on~ _×_×_×_×_×_×_×_×_ Ashley was adopted and that made life kinda difficult. In school she became friends with Niall and she went to live with them after her parents left. Again. Now that he is in One direction she lives with them. She soon fancies one of the boys. Trouble in paradise and her world shatters into an ocean of sadess. ~ Pain attacks at the strangest of times. Rips you apart and laughs. Waits while you bleed. Then does it all over again. ~ °previously called Truth or Dare saved my life° I just felt like it needed a bit of a change, ya know?

Since We Were 18 ⭐Nouis⭐ by DYoongiT

"You know what I find interesting?" I looked up at him and shook my head. "Human hands." I gave him a confused look. "Why?" "Because." He looked down at his own hands. "We can use them for so many reasons. We can create or destroy. People like us, the ones who chose to destroy, took it out on our own skin. Leaving behind scars. But you can also take it out on others. Whether physical or mental. But then there are also the creative side to our hands. That's where we are different. I chose to write songs and make music, touching people emotionally. But you, you are good at drawing. You show how you feel through the pictures you make." WARNING: THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN BOYXBOY CONTENT ALONG WITH MENTIONS OF SELF HARM, SUICIDE AND EATING DISORDERS. IF ANY OF THESE THING WILL BOTHER/TRIGGER YOU THEN PLEASE DON'T READ. ~Highest Rankings~ #58- tronnor #833- troyesivan #80- troye #1- nouishoranson #293- nouis #44- gaymarriage #227- gaypride #803- connor #99- connorfranta

My Medication // N.H. ✔️ by GxthLilith

I let his darkness in my life, letting that darkness take over my life too by falling in love with each other, ruining everything and making me into a monster I never saw becoming. ATTENTION! STORY CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, SELF-HARM, DRUGS, SEX, ABUSE, RAPE, MURDER AND OTHER SENSITIVE CONTENT.

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Since We're Alone |NH| cover

Broken Promises ✔ cover

The Last Burden cover

Hero » l.p. au cover

Trembling Hands (One Direction Fan Fiction) cover

Aftershock [ One Direction] cover

A Match to Water cover

Warrior [Completed] cover

Since We Were 18 ⭐Nouis⭐ cover

My Medication // N.H. ✔️ cover

Since We're Alone |NH|

I didn't know what spooked him. I knew it wasn't me. I knew it wasn't anything I had done. But someone, somewhere along the way had hurt him. I had my guess as to who, but didn't know how I could find out for sure. But whatever it was clearly left its mark; an unseen scar that was still healing. We laid there in the quiet of the darkness. His breathing slowly began to steady and his fingers slowly ceased running down my arm. At some point, I knew he had fallen asleep. I tilted my head back up towards his face, finding his cheek, kissing him. "I don't know what made you so afraid," I whispered, "But I can see the shadow behind your face. Who hurt you? Who put your heart through so much pain? I hope you find a way to tell me what you're running from. I promise you can talk to me; you can trust me. I won't break you. I just want to know how to get in there. How do I get you to show me your heart?" I kissed him once more before resting my head down again. Closing my eyes, I inhaled deeply, loving the way his natural scent mixed with the cologne he had put on. "I promise, you've got the best of me. And I'll do what it takes to bring out the best in you."