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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.

!!!!!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

She giggled a little as she looked over at the older couple. "That's going to be us one day." "Yeah?" She rested her head on my shoulder, giving me a quick kiss on my neck before nestling in. I scooted her closer to me with my free hand, resting my hand on her leg. I looked at the older couple for a minute. They were sitting quite close to each other, holding each other's hand, deep in their own world. It was obvious theirs was a love that had deep roots; a love that still made them feel young. I looked down at the woman I had next to me. Her fingers intertwined with mine, her other arm wrapped around my waist. She was perfection, still, even after all this time. "How did I get so lucky?" I whispered softly, to myself.

**Sequel to Taking Chances** After Allie left, Zayn felt so abandon and broken. But after awhile of waiting Zayn just gave up on her. He is now happy with Perrie. That is just what the fans think. Deep inside Zayn is crushed just as much as Allie is. Once they get back from tour Zayn thinks its time to tie the knot with his newly found love and Allie with her new bow Kendall Schmidt. What happens when Zayn bumps into Allie when she is at the Victoria Secret Fashion Show? And what happens between her and Niall Horan? Yes you heard me right. Once Allie got off that plane from America and stepped foot on her own soil in London she thought it was best to go into something other than singing. That only reminded her of Zayn. She hit it off at Victoria Secret from there. Now its 2014, two years since her and Zayn have even seen eachother. What will happen? Will old love bloom again? Or will Zayn not even consider Allie anymore? Who will be The Lucky One? Copyright © 2013, 1D_Tomlinson

Cheyenne and Kayla are living their dreams. They are living together in a small flat in the middle of London; both studying what they think is their destined careers, but it seems that destiny has a different plan for their lives. When Cheyenne is hit by a car on her way to her part-time job late one night in March, her rescuer (and the one that hit her with the car) is the most unlikely person she could ever think of. When she opens her eyes, she sees the one and only Harry Styles looking down at her. Not only did she never expect to meet Harry Styles - let alone get half-way run over by him, but also rescued by him - Cheyenne never expected to be invited to a club with him that weekend. She never expected to be going on a date with him. She never expected to be kissing him. And she definitely never expected him to ask her to be his girlfriend. But she did expect one thing: that she was going to fall in love with him. But not only that, but she was going to introduce Kayla to the love of her life at the very same time. Kayla is shocked senseless when the whole deal with Cheyenne and Harry Freaking Styles (!!!!!!) starts happening, but she can't believe it when Cheyenne takes it a step forward, and Kayla soon finds herself face to face with none other than Niall Horan. This guy is the one guy that she opens herself to. All the others had been the same, and she had locked them out, but Niall...Niall was different. He finds the ways to get through her armor, and he soon unwraps the damaged beauty underneath. Kayla soon finds herself crazy about this boy, and she doesn't know how to interpret that. Both girls soon find themselves falling hard with no landing in sight. Standing by each others' sides, Cheyenne and Kayla must figure out if they have the courage to fly away...or to allow themselves to fall into the greatest adventure of their lives. (EDITING IN PROCESS)

This story starts in the late summer of 2016. "Well, I found Landslide while I was in a toxic relationship a couple of years ago, and it made me realize that I didn't need him to continue on with my life, even though he was a big part of it, so I guess it kinda stuck with me." I tell him honestly. He glances at me quickly and nods a little. "I get that, I've always felt that it's all about getting out of a comfort zone you've built up with someone that you might care deeply about, but that you know isn't good for you,". A story where I write how I would imagine Niall Horan being to be honest:)

*UndergoingExtremeEditing* It's been 7 months since my parents funeral and my life is rubbish, i work in Starbucks, i have a shabby flat and my boyfriend was cheating on me, great huh, pft note the sarcasm. So now i guess I'm single and lonely. I had just finished my shift when i was walking through the cold streets of London at 8pm, my phone started ringing, i didn't notice the number on my phone but i still answered. "Hello?" I said into the phone, shoving my free hand into my coat pocket. "Hello, Miss Jordon, right?" The voice replied. "Um yes" i answered back. "Great! Its Simon Cowell, from SYCO records. I received your demo and i want you in the studio as soon as." His voice beamed through the phone, i was speechless OMG SIMON FREAKING COWELL! "Err Umm, thats amazing news, sorry im still in awe." I chuckled nervously, "Don't be nervous, write a song by next month and bring it to the studio on the 15th of March please. Be at the studio 9am sharp, oh and don't be late, i'll send you details and where abouts to go." He explained. "Thats great thanks so much Si...i mean Mr Cowell." I replied. He chuckled lightly "Goodbye." He said before hanging up. WOW i have to write a song for Simon Cowell. AHHHH right now my insides are on fire i want to scream with excitement but clearly i would get funny looks.

[ b o o k t w o ] "You promised I'd be your wife. You lied. You promised you would never let me go. You lied. You promised you would never be the one to make me cry. You lied. The worst part? I believed all your lies." It's been two and a half months since he broke all his promises by breaking her heart. Two and a half months of torturous nightmares. Two and a half months of pain and regret. Two and a half months without the one she loves. Niall had broken so many promises that he made to Aimee, just by breaking up with her. "I promise to get over you and never let myself fall for you again." That was the promise Aimee made to Niall and herself the night they broke up, and that's exactly what she intends to do. Everything still hurts though, and everytime she gets close to getting over him, she is reminded why she fell for him. They have now started the 'Take Me Home' tour and seeing Niall everyday is getting really difficult for her. She now has a 'friends with benefits' relationship with Harry, since he is the only one there for her. Niall claims that breaking up with her was the worst thing ever and that it had to be done, but she doesn't believe him. She doesn't trust him after all the promises he broke. She has a bad temper now, getting angry at the simplest things, but can't help it because everyday she is reminded of the pain he caused her, and now she wants him through that pain. Will she ever forgive him or end up crushing him? Will the promises always be 'Broken Promises'?

"I want to dance with you in the middle of this street." She laughed at me, "Why on earth would you do that?" "Because I said I would." I twirled her around and pulled her back to me as I began to sing softly into her ear, "If the whole world was watching, I'd still dance with you; Drive highways and byways to be there with you. Over and over, the only truth: everything comes back to you." She pulled away from me and looked at me. "Niall--" "Siobhan, stop. Before you say anything, please let me say this first. I've been wanting to say this to you for I don't even know how long. And it's something I should've said a long, long time ago." She let go of me and stepped back. She looked at me inquisitively before saying, "Okay." I looked at her, she was finally going to let me say everything I had been longing to say. Now was my chance, and whatever the outcome, I would force myself to be content with it. I took a deep breath and began.....

I turn and lean against the armrest with my feet up infront of me so I'm facing him. "What makes you think I want to?" "You're a really easy person to understand, Cameron. It was clear earlier that you didn't want me to leave because you wanted to have both of us on the same page. Am I right?" I study the texture of the wall behind him rather than giving him an answer. "I'll take that as a yes," He sat himself up straighter, fixing the collar of his T-shirt before continuing. "I rarely spoke to you the past month, yet I've noticed a lot about you." I chuckle as my gaze moves from the wall to his face. "Yeah, like what?" He smirks as he crosses his arms over his chest again. "You're always wearing that little gold necklace, even though the rest of your jewellery is silver and doesn't match, you keep it on. You can run incredibly fast, you have a small red rose tattoo on the inside of your left arm...And that's only off the top of my head." My eyebrows raise slightly as he lists things off, before smiling slightly. "It's a white rose." Niall nods, as if he was taking note of it. "You also like being clear on things; you're straightforward. You're the type of person who would either fix things themself or walk away and hope someone else will. If I didn't know any better I would assume you've thought of leaving the tour 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 once." 𝘖𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵. "By the look on your face, I'm correct in assuming that." He finishes, and as I go to speak he holds his finger up. "𝘈𝘯𝘥 you're always up early even if you went to bed at 2 a.m. the night before." I don't really know what to say, because what Niall's said leaves me speechless. "You sound like a stalker." "Not a stalker; just observant."