"She lays down on the bedroom floor The chemicals that make her love don't seem to be working anymore"-The 1975 Her fingers hover over the keypad, desperate to say something but not knowing at all what to say. There are so many things that she wants to say to him, so many things that she'd already said aloud and that she'd talked herself into saying to make sure he knew how much he'd hurt her, how much he was still hurting her. But it was pointless. He doesn't want to listen and he hardly even cares. She's just wasting her breath like he's wasting her time. Edited chapters will be marked with this symbol: * [Any reference of lyrics to She Lays Down is copyright to THE 1975, I do not own any part of the song nor do I claim creation rights to it.]

maybe he can help me touch.

a·sun·der əˈsəndər/ apart; divided. "those whom God hath joined together let no man put asunder" A story in which at age eighteen, a mark appears on you to help find your soulmate. Upon her best friends discovery, Zoe learns that her 'soulmate' is the one and only teen heartthrob, Harry Styles. | C O M P L E T E D |

"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed" for Genevieve and Harry, assigned to be lab partners for an entire year, chemistry won't be confined to the classroom ___________________________________________ WARNING: will contain language, violence, some scenes of underage drinking/drug use, and intense sexual themes. Read at your own risk.

*COMPLETED BUT NOT EDITED* She loves snowflakes; soft, white, pure and free as her personality. And he's like fire; ironic, dark and careless about everything without himself. They never meant to be together, but when they collided the whole world conspired to create a new bond between this unique fire and snowflake. And this is called FIREFLAKES.

If you build walls up around yourself, someone is eventually going to break them and you won't be able to prevent yourself from getting hurt. All Rights Reserved to stylesdimplxs, 2015. ©

"You're going to be my freaking stepbrother! You are mad." "You think I really think I give a shit about this whole step-brother, new family crap?" he repels, turning away from me. Now I'm left with a thousand thoughts about this bad boy character labeled as my step-brother and his god damn good lips. ⚇ ⚇ ⚇ ⚇ ⚇ ⚇ ⚇ ⚇

Love is a losing game

If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending would always change, but the conclusion to the story was always that; "that girl had some serious daddy issues." (Art on cover credited to http://athousandclouds.tumblr.com/)

❝You want a tip in life? Don't fall in love with someone you can't have. Especially not a runaway angel.❞ Zayn Malik is a desperate, fugitive angel. Valarie Chase is a feisty girl who lashes out at just about anything in order to keep from getting hurt. When Zayn becomes her guardian angel, all hell breaks loose--literally. Demons awaken, enemies are made, and a huge danger is unleashed, not only on Zayn and Valarie, but on angel-kind, and perhaps even mankind. Facing a sinister killer who has countless tricks up his sleeve, the two do their best to stay alive, clinging to each other in a world of betrayal and hurt. And perhaps even, unthinkably, falling in love. ❝And yes, sometimes we fall... but love will give us wings.❞ cover by me trailer on side