I hate her, I hate her, I fucking hate her. If she died right now, I wouldn't care. My main concern would be how I would get my money for this stunt. I have not an ounce of a feeling for this girl in front of me, yet I can't move under her angry gaze. I wouldn't dare. "Fuck you." I whisper out a pitiful insult to get...
Where Harry is blind and only sees muffled lights and shadows and the person he falls in love with doesn't even know it. "Let me help you." "You can't even see." "I can see the lights." "That's not enough." COMPLETED
They never told you that the monster under your bed could have a set of beautiful forest green eyes and an angelic smile. -a story in which a girl is taken by a notorious gang member that lives beneath the world's feet. THIS IS A TRILOGY BOOK (1/3) *COMPLETED* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles #1 in fanfiction #1...
Harry Styles and Megan Taylor knew each other their whole lives, even before Harry was famous. They used to date, but decided it wasn't working with Harry always going on tour. What happens when Megan and Harry meet after years of not seeing each other? Harry wants Megan back, but she is already in a relationship. So...
a story of a man who becomes hopelessly in love with a woman that thinks his intentions are nothing but that. [A Dramatic Romance Alternate Universe Novel] highest rank: + #179 in fanfiction + #208 in fanfiction + #480 in fanfiction + #508 in fanfiction + #980 in fanfiction THANK YOU TO EVERY READER FOR SUPPORT, V...
Even though this story is 14 years into the future, all the boys are still wildly popular. They still look the same and are still the same age, the only thing that has changed is their hair. Zayn has a blonde streak in his quiff, Niall has bright blonde hair, Liam has a buzz cut, Louis has sex-god hair and Harry still...
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...
"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...