Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

We're just friends, but he's cute. I don't know if I like him, but what I do know is he's one of the sweetest guys ever. Will I date him? Possibly. all I know of is right now, we're stuck on the moment.

Jamie Bennett doesn't like spontaneity. She believes to have a dull life and she prefers it that way. She never knew that her single mistake she committed in high school would lead her back to the victim. Then she met the cold and mysterious, Harry Styles. Something about his green eyes haunts her. Warm, innocent and nostalgic, unlike his soul.

From pink to black - Here is Acacias real story. I'm a kitty, but I will write the truth! You can ask me everything about Acacia in the comments or private message and stuff.

The biggest boyband in the world has a secret, and no, its not that Harry owns a pair of boxers with Zayn's face on it and it's definitely not Louis' scrap booking hobby. No - it's fan fiction. The biggest boyband in the world reads fan fiction about themselves. Follow their journey through rap battles, funny jokes, wild chases, and maybe a fanfic or two. (Or three.) (Or hundreds.) [Highest ranking Fan Fiction #5]