"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

harry and olivia enjoy a very smexy night together

VOLTOOID "Heb ik je pijn gedaan?" Ik kijk op. "Nee, maar je moet je bek houden." |One Direction|Dutch| Gebruik NIETS zonder mijn toestemming!! Hoogste ranking: -2 in OneDirection Cover door mijn vriendinnetje Gestart: 15-6-2015 Gestopt: 12-1-2016 Bonushoofdstukken: Gestart: 30-4-2018 Gestopt: -7-9-2018 © 2016 CalumssValentine

Wat nou als je vader de beroemde Niall Horan is? Dat is het geval bij Skyler Horan. Iedereen praat over haar vader alsof hij een god is, maar zij snapt daar niks van. Het enige wat hij kan is haar in de steek laten. En dan ook nog haar moeder die op haar 2de spoorloos verdwenen is maakt het ertoe dat ze vaak bij Louis rondhangt en de band met haar vader steeds kleiner wordt. Lees hier hoe Niall tot zijn besef komt dat hij fout zit en hoe hij dit nog gaat oplossen. Want terwijl Sky het liefst nog zo min mogelijk met haar vader te maken wil hebben, probeert Niall zijn dochter weer terug te winnen.

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.*

[voltooid] {one direction fanfiction} U: Ik kom volgende week zondag even langs als het uitkomt U: Shit, verkeerde nummer. Sorry. Onbekend: Je mag nog steeds langskomen hoor ;) Wat als een mysterieuze jongen je maar berichten blijft sturen nadat je een berichtje hebt gestuurd naar het verkeerde nummer? Wat als hij maar tegen je blijft praten, maar weigert om veel over zichzelf los te laten? Geloof me, ik zou een gat in de lucht springen als ik het wist. × × × © All Rights Reserved, @SRSBLACK94. Hoogste ranking: #1 × fanfictie Started: 01.01.18 Finished: 09.06.18

POV Fine Line was written about you... Harry is on vacation writing for his second album while on the island he meets a girl, Daisy, who becomes the inspiration for his song writing. Fine Line through the album. A story of the inspiration behind Harry Styles 'Fine Line'. Of course it is totally fictional and is not who/how Harry really wrote the album. Idk if this has been done before or not but this is my version :)

it really is LOVE on tour