[COMPLETED] [SHORT STORY] ❝Why do you carry around that backpack?❞ ❝The same reason you carry around that smile. To hide all the pain.❞ or in which Bonnie and Harry get to know eachother, and soon realize that they have more in common than they think- with the help of his mysterious backpack, of course. ************* Copyright © 2014: All Rights Reserved to @gymnasliam [from June 2014 to May 2015]

"she read me like she wrote me." -h.s. bandage -ˈbændɪdʒ (noun) 1. used to bind up a wound or protect an injured area 2. what he always removed; what she always gave him back He was always removing the security; not trusting it one bit. He was always checking if the wounds were still there, never letting them heal. He was always making sure he was still human. She was always watching him carefully; knowing he was in pain. She was always checking if his wounds were still there, she saw him adding new ones everytime he didn't let one heal. She was trying to prove to him that he was still human, even if she didn't think he was quite human herself. A story in which a girl finds a boy who is falling into an endless torment of his own creation and falling even harder into a heaven of her own creation.

"Jesus Christ Mom! I'm 17 years old, I don't need a babysitter!"

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

This is by H28 on onedirectionfanfiction.com it's wonderful and I hope you like it as much as me. Recommended for 17+