"'Love.' I've fallen in 'love' far to many times. I'm not sure I even know what love is anymore.." Gabby may not necessarily be afraid to fall in love. It is more of the concept of falling in love with the wrong persons again... "You know, Gabby... It's not impossible... To start all over again..." (WARNING: I wrote this story forever ago so forgive my carrotness)

This is my story... I'm Kira and I'm 17 years old. I am just a girl from the US who moved to England in search for adventure, little did I know I would find adventure soon enough. I thought my life was great, I missed my family but I was still content with where I was and what I had. I thought I had it all, wonderful family, awesome friends, BUT then One Direction showed up in the coffee shop I work at and now my life couldn't get better right!? My idols, the boys I love! But every thing changed. #1 in liampaynefanfiction (05/28/2024)

I ran into the hospital doors not daring to let the tears spill out. I probably looked like a wreck! I hadn’t slept or ate anything since I got the call, swiftly after I jumped on my privet jet and got here as quickly as I could. I ran up to the desk, the nurse giving me worried look. “I am here to see Paige Williams!” I almost yell at the poor girl, for a moment she looks slightly taken back but she quickly recovers and her fingers fly over the keyboard. “She is still in surgery Sir, but if you want you can wait with her daughter In the ER waiting room.” She says pointing me towards a door. “Ok thank you.” I whisper as I fly past the door. No one was in the waiting room but her daughter, crumpled up in a ball in one of the chairs, crying. Her long blond hair covering her face that she had between her legs. Her jeans were ripped and her sweater was covered in blood but she only had minor injuries, her mother on the other hand…. They said she may not make it. I walk over to the small girl and wrap her up and do something I promised I wouldn’t do….. I cried. Right there in the hospital waiting room, I cried.

"Why do you keep pretending you're afraid of me?" He hissed, obvious anger in his eyes. "Because Louis; if I'm not afraid of you I'll end up loving you!" I shouted. "And that means I'll get hurt...because that's just the way you are!" I said, hoping he would correct me. "You're right." He said simply after a long pause. "You're right." She was new; he was jaded. She was oblivious; he knew all too well. She was innocent; he was everything but. And anyone who looked at the two would know just how wrong they were together. Yet there was no denying the obvious fire that seemed to heat every time they were near each other. This isn't the typical "boy loves girl- they fall in love" etc. etc. This is about heart wrenching confessions, breath taking encounters, love shattering secrets,and two people who so desperately want to know just what love is.

(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.

I watched as the love of my life ran out of the door with tears streaming down her face. There was hurt laced in all of her precious features.It hurt me to see her cry, but it killed to know I was the reason.I sprinted after her,no shoes on and rain falling around me. She was gone, possibly forever. I am the stupidest arse to ever live I scream out in the empty street. I was alone. After Niall wins back his love things quickly turn for the worst. What will the young popstar do when nothing seems to go right and suicide is always calling out?

"Please just let me stay here. I have nowhere to go." I beg him standing at his doorstep. "Why would I?" He snaps. I feel so small,so lonely and cold under his intense gaze. "I'll do anything. Please,Harry." I sob. "Just leave." He responds closing his door. I put my hand on the doorknob just in time,making him stop. "Please." I plea looking up at him. He looks at me like I am an abandoned dog he met on the street. "Just for tonight,please. What do you want in return?" He stares at me for a second thinking about my words. After checking his surroundings he leans closer to me. "Your body." He whispers making me froze. My eyes widen at his disrespectful wish. This is so rude and arrogant but I should have known better than coming to him. I knew this would happen. 'C'mon, Amanda it's just one night,you said you would do anything. You have no other option.' I recover,gaining my confidence back. "Okay." [WARNING: sexual content, violence, strong and explicit language.]

These are random preferences that I think of then write down. I do any that pop into my head so there are no limits. I take requests, They may not be the best because I write them myself but I try I DO NOT find them on tumblr. I WILL NOT DO REQUESTS ABOUT RAPE OR ANYTHING ALONG THOSE LINES. I KNOW IT IS A REAL ISSUE BUT I DO NOT BELIEVE THESE BOYS WILL DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT. NOT EVEN IN MY NIGHTMARES, NO RAPE REQUESTS PLEASE.

It's been 2 years since the heart breaking accident. It's been 2 years since she last saw his beautiful brown eyes. It's been 2 years since he was said to be in a coma. How is Gracie Styles, or should I say Gracie Malik holding up? The day her beautiful twins ask her how she fell in love with their father was the day she decided to tell their story. With Zayn being in a coma and having to take care of her two kids, Gracie doesn't lose hope. Will Zayn wake up or will his situation get worse and lead to his death? Live the life of Gracie as she tells her 2 kids the story of her and Zayn. Or as she likes to call it, "Our Story"

[✓] ∥ 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