what if ; connor franta fanfiction
what if this was all just our imagination?
***WARNING: OF VIOLENT AND SEXUAL NATURE*** ***THIS BOOK IS UNDER EDITING. PLEASE CONSIDER THIS WHILE READING, THANK YOU** ❝I think violence in a cinematic context can be, if handled in a certain way, very..seductive.❞ I was innocent, way too innocent in a way that allowed people to screw me over. Including the flit...
When I first started writing Locker 17, I had a different ending than the one on the original book. I couldn't bring myself to just forget about it, so here's a different ending :)
"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}
and it started with her getting the wrong number [top rankings: #28 in short story, #80 in fan-fiction] © circumstance
**The sequel to Mocked** People do crazy things for love and Harry is no exception. After falling head over heels for a girl named Veronica, he found himself at the short end stick of a game called Mocked. Reasons have been kept secret. Answers have been kept secret. Everything is basically one giant secret. Harry...
Harry "Marcel" Styles is the kid that gets bullied each and every day in high school. His glasses take up the majority of his face, his clothes are constantly pleated to perfection, and his chance with girls has been a constant zero. One day he meets a girl who is the total opposite of himself. Dangerous, sexy, a thri...
Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all hap...
Chloe Carter is a 19 year old teenager who lives in Boston. Her parents send her off to college in Minnesota, even though she didn't want to go. But 5 minutes settling into her room, she meets her roommate and starts to like the idea of going off to college here. But will things get in the way of her and her crush bei...
*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I...
"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."
My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as your...
[Complete] There's a thin line between pretend and reality, there's a thin line between love and hate. How did we ever manage to break them both? ❁ Warning: This story contains strong scenes of drug abuse, bad words, and you may need a box of tissues. Or twenty. Cover by - moonxriver
you can't wake up-this is not a dream * sequel to 'what if' *
"I asked curiously, "Anyways...is this boarding school..you know, fun? Boring?" Grace Ross is an ordinary girl who expects ordinary things. She was never popular back home in America, so when she moves to England, she tries her best just to fit in with the other kids in the boarding school. But...
[complete] When Kade discovers that her incredibly annoying classmate, Marcel Styles, is living under a double personality, her attention for him is immediately piqued. Little does she know that by attempting to discover things that are better off kept away, she'll be thrown down a spiral where she'll come to find...
The boy with the swallows and the green eyes is hidden beneath knitted sweaters and big lies. Will one dare change everything?