The head and the heart, an exhausted rivalry of human psychology. When forced with a choice between logic and emotion, a person is sure to crumble beneath the weight of their own conscience. - Ophelia "Philly" Carter is in Manhattan and she's lost everything. She has no family, she has no money, and she has no friends. All that she has left is her dream and her brain, but to her, that's all that really matters anyway. After starting her dream job as a detective at the 17th precinct, Philly realizes that her dream may be harder to achieve than she originally planned. There's an obstacle in her way, and his name is Niall Horan. He's a genius, a good detective, and above all, Philly's main competition. When Philly stumbles across a major case that could possibly be more than she bargained for, she has to ask herself whether she should lead with her head, or her heart. It's a question she's never been able to answer. - Ot5 story Mature content Violence/Death

"Why didn't you answer my question yesterday. Why can't we touch you Aurora, I don't get it." My body instantly froze at his words, a harsh breath leaving me. "Don't- don't ask me that." I whispered, almost inaudibly as I moved my eyes down to my hands, watching my fingers twist the rings. I could feel myself getting stuck in my thoughts again, the drugs making it harder than it usually was, being grateful that I took them this morning. I could see him suddenly stand up in my peripheral vision. I sucked in a shaky breath as he made his way over to me. I sunk back into my chair, curling up into a ball as I felt myself beginning to shake. I shielded myself from being hurt, something by body naturally does now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Running away from her past, Aurora Romano struggles to trust the men around her. After years of pain and torment, the song writer moves to London in order to create a new life for herself, away from her family. Moving into her best friends house seemed like a good idea until she met him. Harry Styles was a club owner in the centre of London. Although he may just seem like a closed off and untrustworthy man, he had many dark secrets that had been kept from the very few people he kept around him. Will he let the unknown girl in and expose his true self? Or will he keep her in the dark until it's too late?

Ashton has known " the boys" since her junior year of high school. Her brothers friends were constantly getting her into trouble, Harry especially. She hated him more than anyone but as much as she wanted to go her own way, his hands pull pulled her back to him time and time again. Things have changed since then. She's older now. She's got her own life and chased her own dreams, but a life has a funny way of dragging us back to what we've known... and we can't escape no matter how hard we pull away. This story is not sunshine and rainbows. It is harsh and dark and will be very at times. It is also funny and sexy and smutty, so read at your own risk. . . . . This fic is for 18+ it contains MATURE AND EXPLICIT content including : spanking, choking, threesomes, drugs, death, oral sex, and many other fun activities so PLEASE DONT READ IF YOURE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THINGS OF THAT NATURE. It will also touch on addiction, loss, grief, and other heavy topics.

"I was hiding in doubt till you brought me out of my chrysalis...and I came out new...all because of you." Josephine McArthur is well and truly lost. After completely uprooting and changing her life she is left unsure of pretty much anything. An unexpected friendship tilts her already unsettled life on its axis, and she's just holding on for the ride. Jo is living all of our dreams when her idol becomes her best friend. Sleepovers, parties, Sunday breakfasts, and a world tour? Jo can't stay wrapped in her comfort zone for long. "Caterpillars are born with everything that they need to become butterflies...bit-by-bit they unlock information from the caterpillars cells...the butterfly's new self forms inside of the chrysalis." . . . . this story contains mature themes including sex, drugs, assault, depression, death, talk of suicide, anxiety and adult language.

I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.

"What's the matter Indie? Missed me so much you had to break me out of prison?" "Shut up, Styles, you know that's not why I'm here," I huffed, regretting this before it even started. He stood up and walked to the door of his cell, his long fingers gripping around the metal bars as he leaned against them, a smirk on his lips as always, almost like it was tattooed onto his face. "Oh, I know darling, I just want to hear you say it," he replied arrogantly. I pinched my eyes shut and tried to calm myself down so that I wouldn't try to shank him with the nearest object I could find. "I have a job I need to do," I replied vaguely, but he wasn't having it. "And?" He hummed. My fingernails dug into my palms harshly as I gripped my fists together, the words tasting like battery acid as they left my lips. "And I can't do it without you."

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.