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Run Away With My Heart - n.j.h

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Parts 4
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‘The only thing I could see through my blurry-vision was the love of my life being reeled in on a stretcher-bed. They were shouting about keeping her alive but my eyes caught the sight of a small flicker of movement where he chest rose and fell; she was alive.’ 

What would you do if a doctor told you there was a slim chance, a percentage out of a hundred, that the love of your life wouldn’t remember you?

And how hard would it be to keep your silence about their existence now that you’re falling apart on national television?All Rights Reserved

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Insane by GhostNiall

{Niall's Pov} I sat in my room with my back up against the wall with my hands over my ears. I wanted him to go away. I needed him to get out of my head. You did this... His voice whishpered in my ear. I shook my head and he laughed. You know that your the reason I'm gone. I stood to my feet and reached for the door handle opening the door leaving the room slamming the door shut behind me. I stepped back from it and felt someone's hand rest on my shoulder making me jump. I turned around seeing that it was my dad. "Niall are you alright son?" "H-He's not dead..." I muttered looking back at the door "Niall we've talked about this..." He starts and I cut him off and point at the door. He pulls me into his chest and hugs me rubbing my back. I shook uncontrolably hoping that someone would listen to me. No one ever did.

Remember Me ~A Niall Horan Fanfiction~ by MissBunny57

"Say you'll remember me. Say you'll be here when I come back". Could I do that? "Please Ansley, please say you'll remember me". I looked at the ground as a tear ran down my face, "I will". He kissed me on the forehead and pulled me in tight. I will, I thought. Unfortunately, I will.

Vigilant | N.H. by SW1FTSTYL3S

Blair Collins is a spunky 19-year-old who desires to follow her wildest dreams and live life to the fullest, alongside her best friend, Delaney. After deciding to leave her town in Ohio for big-city Chicago, she expects to continue her normal life that consists of partying, influencing and modeling, and one-night stands--that is until she meets hot-shot club owner, Niall Horan. Turns out Ohio wouldn't be the only thing that would be bad for her. ------------ "No!" she shouts. "Just stop. You want to know why I'm so upset? I'm upset because I care about you so fucking much, Niall. I don't want to. Honestly, it would've been easier if you were dead, because then there would be no possible way for me to keep coming back to you. But you aren't, and I don't want you to be. That's why I'm mad. I'm upset and angry because I could've easily lost you, and I'm not ready for that. I don't think I ever will be, and it fucking terrifies me, because I know one day I will. One day you'll be gone forever." Multiple tears stream down her face as her voice cracks. She tries to compose herself by pacing her breaths and remaining silent. Unsure about what to do, I rush up to her and pull her into my chest. "I'm right here. I didn't mean for you to see that. This is exactly what I was scared about," I lowly whisper. "What?" she sniffles as I sigh. "Us caring about each other. I'm dragging you into my treacherous world and I can't. You're too pure, too angelic," I feel myself become overwhelmed by my emotions. "What are you saying," she pulls away from me. "No," she shakes her head as I feel my heart slowly breaking. "Blair, I don't know if I can be in your life anymore." "You don't get to make this decision for me," she hisses at me. "It's my life and I get to do whatever I want." This hurts so fucking bad and I have no idea why. ------ MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKING - #10 IN LITERATURE 6/26/21. THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Back for you by Shanamj

He left me, I cried for him everyday hoping this was all a joke and he'd come back, but no he left. I trained hard making sure that my bow and arrow skills stayed bright, fueling my work with anger. I have mastered everything and I refuse to forgive him, I hate him. My anger grows more everyday as my sadness dissapears. The argument that started it will also end it he doesn't love me and I refuse to be a fan of his. So if he does care he would come and find me only he doesnt care and never will. These are my thoughts, but not my wishes. I want him to care, but I don't want him to find out why. He can't save me from my thoughts they are mind after all. Noone can or will know because they will send me away. My thoughts they tell me to do unspeakeable things, but they disapear when he is around, they don't like him, they are afraid of him. That's why I try to stay a respectable distance from him. My thoughts are dark, but they don't control me, I control them, I can get them to stop in fact I already have, they only fuel up when I'm angry or upset. "Why can't you tell me?" He yelled. "Because if I do then you'll leave me!" I yelled back. That is right he will leave and make sure they take you away. I covered my ears the voices they were back. "Shut up." I dropped to my knees. He ran to me. "What is wrong?" I looked at him as the voices stopped and hugged him. This was my guardian and it all started the day he came back, Came back for me.

Forgotten➳n.h. by michaelsvodka

"Right now, we don't want to love each other, but we do. Our relationship is toxic, but we can't be without each other," he says, "even when we don't want to be." I look into his baby blue eyes, speechless. He just looks at his feet, but then back at me. "We'll see," I tell him. ------------------------ a/n hi sorry i wrote this book when i was basically a baby child think, so it's not very good but has had some editing so i apologize for how bad it is. a/n it's been 5 years since i wrote this book and it fuckin sucks so like if u wanna torture ur self then read it ig

Cold Indifference: a one direction fanfic by shvdes

Your eyes are connected and you feel yourself being pulled in closer to him. "Your eyes are so... beautiful." You barely have time to make sense of his barely audible whisper before he snatches you to him, lifting you completely off the ground. Then he kisses you. It's the kind of kiss you have always wanted to give him, in the back of your mind. Yet you never let yourself linger on it for more than a second. A brutally raw kiss that you return, with as much passion as you possess. Zayn groans his surprise against your lips before slipping his tongue past your lips as your mouth opens. You give a moan and feel one of his hands scratch down your back and cup your bottom, joining his other hand. His hands hold you flat against him, as he makes sure you feel his erection press into you, as your tongue strokes his. Moving your hand up his abdomen, you scrunch it up once you reach the tee of his shirt and try to pull him even closer. Zayn finally releases you, slowly pulling his lips away from yours yet leaving your foreheads in contact. "Take me home, Grace." His voice sounding desperate and filled with need. Panting, your heart beating so fast, scaring you with the possibility of it tearing through your chest, you knew you wanted him. Pulling back to look him in the eye, you smile. Not one of your forced smile you sometimes placed on your face, but a real, genuine smile- warm and all his. "Not on your life." You feel yourself pull away from him, and place your legs onto the concrete floor. "Goodbye Zayn." Join Grace Alexander and One Direction as well as their girlfriends, when they decide to go on a long summer trip, will Grace be able to resist the sexual tension? Or will her resolve crumble, and her heart fall in the capable hands of the gorgeous mysterious male?

You're mine, he said. (WATTYS 2013) (One Direction Fanfiction) by zaniam

{ book 1 of the Moments series } ✔ "Niall?" His eyes opened and his eyes shined with curiosity and lust. Blue, sparkly lust. "Yes? What's wrong Em?" he asked concerned. I contemplated if I should ask him or not, and I shivered from his touch on my waist and the cold breeze blowing through the window. "You won't leave me after this right?" His eyes slightly widened and his grip around my waist tightened taking my breath away. "Of course, I won't." He pulled me into a hug. "Promise me?" I stared deep into his blue eyes. "I promise. You're Mine," he said. This story is about a girl named Emily and her boyfriend Niall. They have been best friends for a long time, and they fell in love after a kiss, now they have a daughter named Sammie. When Emily's friends meet One Direction for the first time, many friendships and relationships develop, along with a few problems along the way. Can one silly little accident ruin everything? Then what happens when Emily's terrible past comes back to haunt her forever? © All Rights Reserved to niallsbestie, 2013.

It Doesn't Matter, You Still Left by NiallsPrincess326

I looked down at my stomach. A small bump was beginning to form, only if he knew. "Please don't go." I pleaded "I've wanted to do this forever, don't you want me to be happy?" He said grabbing his packed bag I sat on the bed we share in my apartment. Well the bed we did share, until he left. "Please, Niall. I love you." I begged "I love you too, but we're still so young and I know I'll make it far." I shook my head wishing I could wake up and see that this was all a dream, a nightmare at that "Niall I..." I trailed off, I was proud of Niall, I supported this, I supported it until I found out I was carrying our kid. 16 and pregnant, he'd leave me anyways, what would be the point in telling him? "Have some faith in me." He dropped his bag by the bedroom door and walked over to me, giving me the slightest bit of hope, he grabbed my face and kissed me "Bye, I hope I'll see you again." and he returned to his bag...leaving me.

Dreams (Zarry) by MaryC_DT

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SAFE (Harry Styles Fan-Fic) by youwillknowmesomeday

"Don't...look...down," she was barely able to whisper. The faint pink of her lips began to become pale, her eyes horror-struck as she held on to me. My eyes, desperate to see the damage. The blood that dripped down my face, down from hers, too. I let my eyes stay on hers,not daring to take a look. I was hardly able to breath now.. This is not how I expected it to end. My Protector, she protected. She protected me.

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Insane

{Niall's Pov} I sat in my room with my back up against the wall with my hands over my ears. I wanted him to go away. I needed him to get out of my head. You did this... His voice whishpered in my ear. I shook my head and he laughed. You know that your the reason I'm gone. I stood to my feet and reached for the door handle opening the door leaving the room slamming the door shut behind me. I stepped back from it and felt someone's hand rest on my shoulder making me jump. I turned around seeing that it was my dad. "Niall are you alright son?" "H-He's not dead..." I muttered looking back at the door "Niall we've talked about this..." He starts and I cut him off and point at the door. He pulls me into his chest and hugs me rubbing my back. I shook uncontrolably hoping that someone would listen to me. No one ever did.